All About The Butts.......gaw !!!!!
Some of you, as well as I, were probably disturbed from my last entry. Sorry--i had to write about it. I'm doing fine since that night, still a little petrified. But Garrette is a great guy and I'm glad he's one of my new friends in The Delta Sig house.
Oh geez, lately when I go to the Delta Sig house I at least run into one person from my past. I met David Dicks who I was in ICC with at the house (he's a brother), I met Leland Kinnette and John(forget his lastname)at Delta Sig (thinking about rushing the fraternity), I met Quentin who was in my second grade class, I met this guy Pool who went to Monrovia HS and is good friends with Justin Eversole's older brother Joe who know smy dad. One of my greates friends is Cari, who is the girlfriend of one of the brothers in the house. She's like the mommy of all of us...anyways she brongs over a girl who I recognize...knowing my luck with my past I just asked if she went to Mooresville High School at all. She replied, Meghan Adams!!!! I was like Oh god..that is 8 on my list of people I know who live by mooresville or that I know!! lol....it is soo crazy!! It makes the house seem a lot safer and more exciting to come too. They have moved into a house which is very posh. Well, maybe not posh, but it's posh compaired to last year when they didn't have a house. It's an old firehouse with lofts built into the walls in every room. Very industrial looking with a big ass basement that they're getting done. I'm so proud of them. They truely deserved this place.
Haven't been up to anything lately. Just, trying to get my stupid laptop to be connected to internet. Like, everything is plugged in but the wire that is my internet cable isn't connecting me to the internet. I called up the help desk and a guy came to see if it was the jack that was messed up. It was. I thought they could fix it right there, but no. It will take another day or two for a guy to come and fix it. So I have to be bored and draw as I wait to have internet. I better get it fixed because if I don't I'll have no internet for classes. Except the lab, but who wants to walk to the lab? I'm Lazy!! I have to be in a mood to walk over to the computer lab (where im at now)
Teachers who speak in a foreign language should be banned from college. I have this Iraqi teacher for technology. It's alright. I sat in the back cause I was a little late (more computer problems...ugh!) anywho--he was in the front of the class..and I COULD NOT HEAR HIM. Soon he was typing something and so i started to type and we were all taking notes. I didn't know if we were supposed to print the notes out or not, so I did. I just couldn't hear him or understand him. Im not being prejudice (well maybe) I just think it's really hard. I know with our laws we have to let them--but atleast take some classes on speaking english and pronouncing letters right. We learn a language when we go and visit a country, why can't they atleast try and do the same? Not only that, but with him he could speak english, thank god, but He needs to be LOUDER!! I think Meg will sit in the fornt row or second next time. Gaw
I'm waiting in lab for my next class to start. It's in the science building. I had an interesting Criminology Class. I thought I was having my old professor that I liked from last year (the korean maffia guy)lol....Dr. Shawn. Well I don't. I have some wise-nut of a guy as a teacher who is partially def. He's nice, just very...."colorful".
For Example:
While doing attendance I sat by my old friend PAT's (rolls eyes)friend who just got back form Iraq and we were talking. After his turn it was mine. I said, yes, that's me and I'm from Mooresville. The teacher (Mr. Dohnor as in 'donor') replies, "do you know what mooresville is famous for?" I replied "uhh...grays cafeteria?" he shook his head and replied astonishly..."oh no, the rectal center"
WTF?!!!!
He then said, "you didn't know you had a rectal center in mooresviile. it's great. if anyone needs surgery on their rectal, go to mooresville. it's the best place to go"
I know I shouldn't have said anything, but my mouth just couldn't hold back. So I threw up words at him. "Why is it that you know about the rectal center so much, and I don't Mr. Dohnor?" He just stood there for a moment and replied, "well I guess I can't fluster a pretty girl who can be sarcastic back." Pat's friend beside me started chuckling and I was trying my best to keep from laughing or getting red. Then class ended and that, was that. Pat's friend told me he couldn't believe i asked him that....and i was just expressionless, yet again. I'm scared. Im petrified. I went to a drag queen show and now i have a professor whose all about the butts.....can it get any worse?
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Oh geez, lately when I go to the Delta Sig house I at least run into one person from my past. I met David Dicks who I was in ICC with at the house (he's a brother), I met Leland Kinnette and John(forget his lastname)at Delta Sig (thinking about rushing the fraternity), I met Quentin who was in my second grade class, I met this guy Pool who went to Monrovia HS and is good friends with Justin Eversole's older brother Joe who know smy dad. One of my greates friends is Cari, who is the girlfriend of one of the brothers in the house. She's like the mommy of all of us...anyways she brongs over a girl who I recognize...knowing my luck with my past I just asked if she went to Mooresville High School at all. She replied, Meghan Adams!!!! I was like Oh god..that is 8 on my list of people I know who live by mooresville or that I know!! lol....it is soo crazy!! It makes the house seem a lot safer and more exciting to come too. They have moved into a house which is very posh. Well, maybe not posh, but it's posh compaired to last year when they didn't have a house. It's an old firehouse with lofts built into the walls in every room. Very industrial looking with a big ass basement that they're getting done. I'm so proud of them. They truely deserved this place.
Haven't been up to anything lately. Just, trying to get my stupid laptop to be connected to internet. Like, everything is plugged in but the wire that is my internet cable isn't connecting me to the internet. I called up the help desk and a guy came to see if it was the jack that was messed up. It was. I thought they could fix it right there, but no. It will take another day or two for a guy to come and fix it. So I have to be bored and draw as I wait to have internet. I better get it fixed because if I don't I'll have no internet for classes. Except the lab, but who wants to walk to the lab? I'm Lazy!! I have to be in a mood to walk over to the computer lab (where im at now)
Teachers who speak in a foreign language should be banned from college. I have this Iraqi teacher for technology. It's alright. I sat in the back cause I was a little late (more computer problems...ugh!) anywho--he was in the front of the class..and I COULD NOT HEAR HIM. Soon he was typing something and so i started to type and we were all taking notes. I didn't know if we were supposed to print the notes out or not, so I did. I just couldn't hear him or understand him. Im not being prejudice (well maybe) I just think it's really hard. I know with our laws we have to let them--but atleast take some classes on speaking english and pronouncing letters right. We learn a language when we go and visit a country, why can't they atleast try and do the same? Not only that, but with him he could speak english, thank god, but He needs to be LOUDER!! I think Meg will sit in the fornt row or second next time. Gaw
I'm waiting in lab for my next class to start. It's in the science building. I had an interesting Criminology Class. I thought I was having my old professor that I liked from last year (the korean maffia guy)lol....Dr. Shawn. Well I don't. I have some wise-nut of a guy as a teacher who is partially def. He's nice, just very...."colorful".
For Example:
While doing attendance I sat by my old friend PAT's (rolls eyes)friend who just got back form Iraq and we were talking. After his turn it was mine. I said, yes, that's me and I'm from Mooresville. The teacher (Mr. Dohnor as in 'donor') replies, "do you know what mooresville is famous for?" I replied "uhh...grays cafeteria?" he shook his head and replied astonishly..."oh no, the rectal center"
WTF?!!!!
He then said, "you didn't know you had a rectal center in mooresviile. it's great. if anyone needs surgery on their rectal, go to mooresville. it's the best place to go"
I know I shouldn't have said anything, but my mouth just couldn't hold back. So I threw up words at him. "Why is it that you know about the rectal center so much, and I don't Mr. Dohnor?" He just stood there for a moment and replied, "well I guess I can't fluster a pretty girl who can be sarcastic back." Pat's friend beside me started chuckling and I was trying my best to keep from laughing or getting red. Then class ended and that, was that. Pat's friend told me he couldn't believe i asked him that....and i was just expressionless, yet again. I'm scared. Im petrified. I went to a drag queen show and now i have a professor whose all about the butts.....can it get any worse?
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