Gerontification.
Today was my last history 202 lecture, thank god. I must say that my professor is an ignorant bastard who is very biased and not gender or politically correct. Today he called himself a fuckhead, it was the first time I showed any emotion in that class the whole quarter, and by showing emotion i mean laughing at him because I clearly agreed with what he said. His views on the 20th century are far from anything anyone would find agreable, and I hope the speaker that he talks into breaks so no one can hear his monotone ugly voice. I would also like to add that I hate US history, and that if I ever have a teacher that looks like mr. rodgers again.....i might have to kill myself, well you know what i mean.
This music is making me emotional....damn you katie. But thanks for the cd I love it, and i want to see jonah live some time, we should go. And scream out random will ferrell skit lines. STARING CONTEST, YOU AND ME, RIGHT NOW.....ok you win. you always do.
last night i had 2 dreams that involved me being attacked by bees...is this a sign? who knows. all i know is that it woke me up...twice, and it scared me. i don't like bees, let alone being stung by them. i hate bad dreams, i don't remember what else happened though.
MMM, the lovely aroma of maple syrup once again fills my room, thank goodness for air conditioning. Thursday used to be my favorite day, but i don't think it is anymore. Actually I don't have a favorite day, maybe if something really cool happens on a certain day sometime soon, that will be my favorite day. Last night me and bert watched a surf video called "ahead", it was rather entertaining and it made up for him and raha not getting me a caramel apple. Then he went to the casino with tony and alex and i don't have any money so i was bored. But Weston lent me the best of will ferrel snl dvd, so raha and i watched it. Good times, that's for sure. GOULET!!!! that's why I come up here...naaaaaaaaaaatuuuuuure.
I want to go to the beach and take pictures of little kids surfing, if making a living by taking pictures was more practical I would change my major to photography with a minor in art history. I love ol chaps, but he can't make me money. If anything he takes all my money, but it's worth it. If you have a horse...you know. I don't need to explain myself. Maybe if I get rich someday, I'll fullfill my dream and move to ireland and take pictures forever. Ol chaps is coming too. He'll live in my back yard and eat grass because the grass never stops there, when we were driving, all you could see was green in every direction. I think i'm going to look at my pictures again right now. I miss Ireland alot. I miss hanging out with my cousins seth and katie too. It's amazing how much a vacation can change your life. My favorite picture is one i took outside of the place where we stayed in Kinsale. It was called the old presbytery. It's of a wall with ivy crawling up it, with a little wooden old bench. There's over grown ivy/type plants and the base of it and growing through the bench, with red flowers. Behind it is an old green water pump maybe from the early 1900s. The ground is rocks, not pavement. There's no one sitting on the bench. Everything is so simple there, so clean and fresh, not like here. "I like slowing down, i like shutting up"- o.l.d.