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BOOYAKASHA! [Sep. 13th, 2004|10:45 pm]
[Feeling: | accomplished]
[Endulging In: |Digweed - Hong Kong]

Well hello once again ladies and gentelmen.
i've decided to update more often now, instead of once every three months, ill try at least once every three days.

Today was long and full of worrying, i had forgotten to do any and all of my homework this weekend, so when i got home around...4am (i think) i knew i still had shit to do, but my lazy half said "fuck it". so i went to sleep, i guess it was much needed sleep because for the second day in a row, i overslept and missed marketing. Missing a class you were barely accepted to = NOT GOOD.

So i get to school, get yelled at some more by stupid people, and sit down and retype my college entrance essay (which might i add, was pretty damn good, and ALL active tense. i was proud.) Went to Environmental Science, sat in the library...bored for the next hour and a half..and then English,  (worst class of the day) rolled around and i just sat there listening to blabber.

I got out of school and went to sign out of the office, and was confronted by my counselor, who had a less than happy look on her face. i thought to myself, "oh shit". so she pulls me into the conference room, telling me that my marketing teacher wants to throw me out of the class because of my two (2) not ten, or 30, but TWO, absences. i find this rediculous...but who am i to say what is and isnt right in the world of teaching. So i walk off, go to the parking lot...pissed. get in my car, stop at home and change into some nice clothes and go to work...

Work was fun for the most part, actually more fun than usual. For some reason, i was VERY motivated to work today, i didn't screw around or do anything..i was on the ball and got a lot of shit done.

I just finished my homework, and am getting ready to call it a night.


Note to all: if you drive a DSM, call me. you will be invited to the next Dunkin Donuts DSM Convention.
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