| Well your CD collection looks shiny and costly How much did you pay for you bad motor guzzi? And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket? Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket? Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs, Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of. And how much did you pay for your rock and roll t-shirt, that proves you were there, that you heard of them first? Now how do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle? |
| Tuesday, February 12, 2002 7:51pm |
| I have things to say today, most of which don't involve anyone. Maybe all of them don't. We'll have to see. I just came back from calculus, and by just I mean an hour ago, and I wrote down a lot of things that people do that baffle me. Basically a critique of everyone in my class: -I'll start with the three old women in the class. I feel like these women were like, the popular girls in high school. The all ended up becoming loving wives and mothers and now that the kids are gone they want to make up for all the partying they did by taking a calculus class. These women are not stupid by any stretch of the imagination, but they ask the dumbest questions. Now these are not dumb questions for someone who isn't in calculus, but they understand all the stuff and then they'll ask a question having to do with addition. And I feel like, if they've made it this far, they should know these kind of things. -Then there are the talkers. These are the people who say out loud what the teacher is writing for no reason at all. I understand saying it in your head (god damn I want some buttertoast) but the whole class does not want to know your thought process. -Some people try to show their point by pointing to the blackboard from the back of the classroom. Now there is no way for my teacher to see where they're pointing, except in the general direction of the blackboard. -There's also the three people who I don't believe know eachother, who leave halfway into class. Granted, the class is almost 2 and a half hours long, but still, i've always found that a little rude. Today my stomach hurt. It still does. And it's a bunch of different kinds of hurt so I can never tell what to do to fix it. It's not really painful, it's just annoying. Then today, Laura came to my house and then we went to Billy's. We rang the doorbell twice and no one came. We could hear the dogs inside all excited and stuff, and he didn't come to the door. So usually when anyone goes to Billy's, the door is unlocked, so I tried that and it opened. We looked around and we saw that he was...sleeping on the couch, watching ghostbusters 2 for the billionth time. He mumbled "i hate you guys." Then we stood there laughing for like five minutes, then we left. Then, I went to Laura's and it took me, laura, and cathy to kind of figure out Toy Story 2 for play station. That game is really hard. Your thing of the day is a picture of abbey looking cute. This was at my house. She is so cute and SOMEONE should go out with her but he is too shy and doesn't read this webstie. Ryan? Possibly? Not funco land ryan but Ryan Chroninger. Abbey and Ryan are in love but they are both too shy. Here's abbey. |
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