I’m in the library listening to the new E-40 album at a volume that is inappropriately loud. I’m waiting to get yelled at by some young go-getter that’s annoyed by 40 Water. Anyway, here’s a small update.
This is the last week of school before finals. I have three to worry about, but I’ll be okay. Getting to this point finally makes me realize that I have what it takes to finish. I got through my first semester, and the shit flew by real quick. I remember my first day back like it was yesterday. I actually stood outside of the classroom saying to myself, “I can’t fucking do this.” Then I pictured my mom whooping my 22-year old ass in front of everyone, and I marched my sorry self into that classroom ready to get my learn on. I’m glad I didn’t walk away. At first I dreaded it, but it didn’t take long for me to adjust to school. I actually enjoyed being on campus. Anyway, I’m excited for the Spring semester to start in February. I’m way happy about coming back, and getting my learn on. I can’t wait to finish up here, and transfer my ass to a university.
The Parentals are talking to each other again. Super weird. With the way things went down when my mom left, I thought that the two of them would never to each other ever again. I was wrong, apparently. It’s really weird for my brother and sister too. They don’t really approve of this new supposed “friendship,” but, what can you do? The other day I came home around 8 in the morning and my mom was there with my dad…acting questionable. Super awkward moments were dodged when I pretended that I wanted to take out the trash. On m way to the dumpster I was like “Was she really there?! What were they doing, or about to do?? Ewww!” It happened again on Tuesday. Kill me. So I don’t know if they’re gonna get back together or not. They’ve been hanging out a lot lately… We’ll see.
I have a girlfriend. Yup, you read correctly. She’s pretty much the flyest gal I’ve met, and I’ve met plenty of gals. Here’s some photographic evidence of me meeting gals:

Anyway. I’m sooo glad I met her. An example of how cool she is: I just told her I watched a video of a guy shoving a jar up his ass, and the jar breaking, causing the shards of glass to tear up his asshole, and bleeding all over the place. She laughed. Fuck, she’s awesome. Sounds like a I got myself a winner, ey?
December 12, 2008 at 2:37 am |
Did you just post an entire paragraph about a girlfriend? I could totally vomit. Quit being a fag.
December 28, 2008 at 2:37 pm |
oohh a girlfriend! OoOOOoooOo