I do not know what this Storage Wars: Unlocked show is but it fucking sucks. It is quite pointless. I was definitely expecting a totally different show. Life moves on though. I guess it is time to turn on a little music and wind down my supposedly long day. It did not turn out to be that stressful thanks to that man upstairs, Buddah.
I was scheduled to have four classes today. But by the end of the day I realized I had only stayed in one class the entire time. My literature teacher gave us the heads up early that we were not going to have class today. She had to visit a friend in the hospital in Jacksonville. But it was a little unexpected to have my other two classes cancelled. I have the same teacher that teaches two of my classes and she did not show today. She was not feeling well on Monday therefor it was not a huge surprise. Most of my day then involved me reading Tyrese’s surprising comical book, eating, sleeping and tweeting. I only have one class tomorrow also at 12:30 and no class on Friday. It feel like my weekend has started quite early. Why am I not drinking? I probably just chill by the pool tomorrow instead if it don’t rain.
Let me get this done now once again. I think I am going to sleep quite early again tonight. I do not why because I did not have class until 12:30 p.m. today. I have no real reason to be tired. I slept until I could not sleep anymore this morning. I got up and eventually made a light breakfast. I head out to class and was welcomed by a slight confidence boost when I arrived on campus.
A young lady said “she liked the duck on my shirt.” They were clearly not ducks and more like swans or geese. But I accepted the compliment with a timid thank you. Then as I walked away I heard her something to the likes of “I would like to quack quack that.” What that means? I do not know but I accepted it.
I did not have time to listen much more because I had to make it to class on time. Class was quite long but I made a good first impression on my professor while there. We were given our first writing assignment and I toss in a slight joke in the assignment. It went over well when I read it in class so I was pleased. My tradition of writing before I typing obviously worked beautifully. Here is the short passage if you care to read. The question was something like how will becoming a better writer and speaker help you in everyday life. That is clearly not what it was exactly but it was something like that. Here is the paragraph:
“Being a better reporter and writer will make me more confident in myself. I have the support from my family but I feel I am a work in progress. I still can be timid in front of large crowds and still have a tough time spelling restaurant. Writing and reporting is skills I will have to work on every day.”
P.S. This entry is a little longer than most. Sorry for taking more than 30 seconds of your life with my bullshit.
I just got finish writing for school but now it is time to write for pleasure. My skinny ass fingers going to fall off. It probably will not happen today but it will happen eventually. Probably after one of my jealous ex girlfriends put me in the trunk of their Hyuandi Elantra. Oh well.
Alright, so today was the first day of classes. My classes started at around 10 AM today and end around 2:30. I have four straight classes back to back. It was not that bad today but that was probably because it was the first day. That did not stop me from making a delicious lunch and taking a good nice nap afterwards though. My teachers were pretty cool today. I do not hate any of them just yet. It is quite impossible for me to hate anyway though. One of them let out a few explitives so she was definitely cool with me. Vulgar language is always good to me. It makes me feel fucking good about myself. That goes for a good fucking……workout too.
P.S. I do hate a few fucking people: Tyler Perry and the creators of Mediatakeout and Worldstar Hip Hop