sometimes i listen to a voice that isn't mine; i disconnect from everything inside

Class, boring as usual. Of course it was warmer out there than in CV, so that's a good thing about classes. For a stupid whack reason Eric wasn't able to add into the calc2 class. I'm so screwed in there. The least I'm going to do is take that class for credit/no credit. I'm going to see if I even have to take that class now. Only thing is that it's going to be very hard to add into a class now; everything should be full. But we'll see. Or, I'll just get owned by math.

As I'm in the left turn lane to go to Costco, the car next to me started honking so I turned around, and it turned out to be Sam saying hi. Haven't seen her in a while, so it was nice just waving hello, hah. Anyways while walking around Costco, a totally hot girl walked between Eric and I. She was like, omg, whoa. She walks into the paper supplies aisle, so I turned to Eric and said "Hey Buth, didn't you say you 'needed' some paper cups?" Another two minutes or so in the paper aisle before we left. Hehehehe.

Stopped by Target afterwords. The guy hid in the back for twenty minutes before seeing me, so I looked like a damn fool looking through the aisles of clothing I wasn't even interested in. Basically, it seems that they have lost my time off request forms that I filled out... all four of them. WTF. How do you lose all of them? Jeezus. Even I'm more organized than that. Then he started sidetracking by saying I'm a pretty weaksauce employee just because I'm occasionally late. Then he said more of my immediate supervisors have been complaining about me. Dude, if you're going to pull something out of your ass like that, at least make it good. If they had a complaint, why did they never come see me about it, since I'm more directly their subordinate. As for not being a good employee, all I have to say is my performance indexes are and have been consistently near the top compared to "teammates." Get off, please.

Got home and got our team (Chester, Tom, Kevin and myself) plus Gerald and Nick out to the rec to help us practice. We have our plays down. We're ready. The tournament better look out, because we will be a force to be reckoned with. Afterwards we played some full court games against some other teams, last of which Chester and I ran our trademark play where sets a screen for me beyond the arc for my trey. Of course the shot went down.

Oh, go play a game that's sort of like that sim girl thing from back in the day. Of course I went all the way! Bwahaahaha, so sad, so sad.

[02:16] me: i heard a pansy can see hot chicks from 3 miles out out of a crowd

StrikeoutK (2:08:59 AM): i don't know what your goals are
ShrimpSiumai (2:09:24 AM): to not join the a-team
ShrimpSiumai (2:09:25 AM): oh

ShrimpSiumai (1:18:44 AM): omg, this better not be one of those "b/c i'm so damn good lookin" (stories)
It wasn't.

ShrimpSiumai (1:19:17 AM): bf was in passenger seat?
StrikeoutK (1:19:21 AM): yeah right
StrikeoutK (1:19:22 AM): pfft
StrikeoutK (1:19:31 AM): boyfriends don't hold me down

StrikeoutK (1:27:09 AM): stop being so gay
ShrimpSiumai (1:27:15 AM): i'm just being you
ShrimpSiumai (1:27:29 AM): hella picky and shit