i want to stop and thank you baby

Haha I set the alarm to wake me up at 10:00 AM this morning, that that it did. I woke up, but I didn't get out of bed till 11:00, haha. I even tried to laying in me bed without the blanket covering me, thinking that the cold would get me out of bed. Needless to say it did not work. I knew I had to read and then write an essay, but I decided to skip the reading part altogether and go straight to writing. So write I did. All the way till 1:50 (except for a 25 minute break to pick brother up from school), when Jhermaine came over and it was time to go to class to turn it in. I tell you man, english. The instructor talked about complex sentences and clauses and modifiers and stuff like that. I knew a little bit from figuring stuff out along the way, but basically it wasn't anything that was really gone over in high school. I don't know about apse or brit lit, (I had already lost the nerd title), but from what I took in high school, efforts are more emphasized toward literature and analysis and evaluation and less toward overall writing and mechanics. Oh well. In psych we learned that memories are weird. In precalc we started all the trig stuff. Now I'm starting to feel screwed. There's no way in heck I'm gonna bother remembering all the trig equations. I will find a way around it. Time to actually "do" the hw in that class now. Bah. Since I'm such a nice and swell guy, I offered Doug a rematch (2 day waiting period waived) because of his forfeit yestreday. I lost (as usual), haha.

"Don't beat your children, it gives me extra paperwork"
-my psych teacher

"You just roll up into a ball."
"I have negative pity for you."
"Will someone hack his aim so he wont use it."
"gman"

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