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Thursday, February 8, 2007


Oh my god sidetracked...
Wow, I almost forgot to post, how dare I. I blame my inability to walk in a straight line in the mornings. Seriously, the whole "five more minutes" thing is pretty important for non-morning people...like myself. Anyway, yesterday night was crazy, mainly due to the fact that we were subjected to militaristic speeches. More on that later, but now, oddly on time today, is time to thank those who have commented yesterday, and that it's appreciated, seriously. I remember first joining MyO and thinking everytime I had no comments, "Yeah, I saw this coming..." Glad I stuck around though, for more reason than one. My knee is no long suffering wood induced pain, but that's not gonna stop from being careful. Ooh, I just remember something else too...I'm so screwed...

Yeah, I was incredibly early breakfast this morning, which is only the start of my problem...hope I don't get hit up on my room.
>_> Anyway, here I am, casually walking to the cafeteria when suddenly I see something skittering along the ground. First thing I think is, "great, another skunk". So like last I saw I skunk, I walk past and then I hear a meow. "Oh god...please don't let it be-" I turned around only to see a family of black cats staring down a white cat. Lucky for me, only one walked passed, and a few seconds after that another white cat passed me, so I'm thinking that cancelled out my bad luck. I'm assuming it did because we had hot pockets for breakfast (I still wanna try those sausage ones).

Time to take a step back, and explain the militaristic yelling we received last night. #1 powuh (for those of you think otherwise, pow-UH is in fact the correct term) biatch decided to roam the halls and see who was cleaning, and some people chilling and "room-hopping". So she, whom I shall nickname Rejected Barbie (oh my god, she totally looks like one, except shinier, told MJ, the second-in-command biatch who's slightly nicer...but only on days where she isn't pissed. She came into the hall yelling and screaming as if somebody had done something to HER or something, and we were forced to stand out of our rooms while she explained the importance of passing the inspection. Like we didn't already know that, with the whole 7:45 (yeah...basically 8!!) curfew. So other than that and getting freaked out at her overreaction, my night was alright.

Ooh, my day was lame for the most part anyway. Being stuck in the noob teacher's class irked me to no end...along with the damn desk that my knee kept on getting attacked. I finally got to go to other, less pitiful teachers class, and got to talk to K-chan. Our conversation was increasingly awesome, but it was cut short by a call from the counselor, which was good and bad for obvious reasons. Good because I got my evaluation again, which in the long run means more money, and the bad, well, I had to leave class and couldn't get back on until I got to the library. Luckily, the library wasn't totally crowded, and I got to talk to her again. Oh, and I almost forgot to mention, but thanks to her, I'm gonna be trying to get back in my art groove. Yeah, I've said it several times, but this time, no amount of stress or crap that the dorm manages to throw at me won't stop me.

I think this was a long post, I'm not sure, the little vertical scroll bar thingie isn't shrinking anymore, so I have no idea how big or small this post is. Oh well, if you've read this far, you must not have minded reading all this. And as usual, I'm probably forgetting to say something, but I'll remember it later. Anyway, ciao for now, maybe talk to some of ya'll later or something. Hope your day isn't as boring as mine is gonna be (until I get to talk to K-chan of course).

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