Its impractical.
You know what I've been hating recently. More and more this thing becomes a bit...censored. Like yesterday I had something that happend to me. While it was fun, but not the greatest in the world, I can't write about for fear of...taking lines of communications and breaking them. I used to be so blunt in my writtings and now I feel I have this audience that's maybe only R rated at best. Sigh.
So today I got up and went to class. I've been dreading the fact that it started on the 4th of July. So I get up, get ready, and go out to school. As I drive up the campus is a ghost town. I thought maybe everyone is just poking it to class. I am about 20 minutes early. So I go and park next to this red Prelude. I make my way out to find my class, and on the door is a sign, "Summer 2 classes begin July 4th." I thought, "Well I must be right by being here." Under that sign is another sign that reads, "No class July 4th, Institutional Holiday." Great, why didn't they just say class beings July 5th and let me have some sleep. As I walked away I ran into the guy with the Red Prelude, we looked at each other and cussed, we had been duped.
So today I got up and went to class. I've been dreading the fact that it started on the 4th of July. So I get up, get ready, and go out to school. As I drive up the campus is a ghost town. I thought maybe everyone is just poking it to class. I am about 20 minutes early. So I go and park next to this red Prelude. I make my way out to find my class, and on the door is a sign, "Summer 2 classes begin July 4th." I thought, "Well I must be right by being here." Under that sign is another sign that reads, "No class July 4th, Institutional Holiday." Great, why didn't they just say class beings July 5th and let me have some sleep. As I walked away I ran into the guy with the Red Prelude, we looked at each other and cussed, we had been duped.