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i skipped class this morning so that i could sleep and then be productive. except i now realize that the only things i have to do are make an outline for western humanities, take 10 pages of cultural anthropology notes, do some OWL (if i want), read some chem (if i want) and do some extra credit problems for math (if i want). so yeah. the necessities will take about an hour. tops.
ross is doing paintball on sundays. UF has a team, so he's doin that. apparently theres a place called "ozzy's" about 30 min down the interstate (towards tampa) that they go to. the only other thing there is an arby's and a truck stop. so, the funny part: they all got new guns. better guns. guns with rocking triggers so that (if youre good enough, which some of them are) you can shoot 20 balls a second. ozzy's got new paint. more expensive, higher quality paint. paint that you can throw onto a picnic table and watch bounce around. paint that does not break. the guns use 300 psi gas. the paint is marbles, flying towards you at 300 feet a second. ross doesnt have pads yet. ross wasnt in a very good mood on sunday night. in fact, he was downright cynical. we had to go to wendy's in the reitz so he could gorge away his pain.
the suitemates locked us out of the bathroom this morning. luckily, eva could get the door unlocked using a handy dandy thingy provided by our RA. i would be mroe descriptive, but she was the one that had to pee so i just sat here while she got it and i didnt really get a good look at it. hey! she just left, so maybe this would be a good time to take a couple pics of my room so you guys can see! (dont look too excited...)
yoda watches over us as we sleep.
Eva's side. pretty.
my side. functional?
desk.
my half of the closet. dont worry about the dirty clothes. im going home tomorrow...
the bathroom. brought to you by: Eva's handiness with a small metal stick.
i had left-over olive garden for breakfast today. i think it was a little too greasy for breakfast. now it feels like theres a little goblin in my tummy trying to claw his way out.
i guess i should go do the stuff i skipped school to do...
ross is doing paintball on sundays. UF has a team, so he's doin that. apparently theres a place called "ozzy's" about 30 min down the interstate (towards tampa) that they go to. the only other thing there is an arby's and a truck stop. so, the funny part: they all got new guns. better guns. guns with rocking triggers so that (if youre good enough, which some of them are) you can shoot 20 balls a second. ozzy's got new paint. more expensive, higher quality paint. paint that you can throw onto a picnic table and watch bounce around. paint that does not break. the guns use 300 psi gas. the paint is marbles, flying towards you at 300 feet a second. ross doesnt have pads yet. ross wasnt in a very good mood on sunday night. in fact, he was downright cynical. we had to go to wendy's in the reitz so he could gorge away his pain.
the suitemates locked us out of the bathroom this morning. luckily, eva could get the door unlocked using a handy dandy thingy provided by our RA. i would be mroe descriptive, but she was the one that had to pee so i just sat here while she got it and i didnt really get a good look at it. hey! she just left, so maybe this would be a good time to take a couple pics of my room so you guys can see! (dont look too excited...)
yoda watches over us as we sleep.
Eva's side. pretty.
my side. functional?
desk.
my half of the closet. dont worry about the dirty clothes. im going home tomorrow...
the bathroom. brought to you by: Eva's handiness with a small metal stick.
i had left-over olive garden for breakfast today. i think it was a little too greasy for breakfast. now it feels like theres a little goblin in my tummy trying to claw his way out.
i guess i should go do the stuff i skipped school to do...