Before I start, I assure you this is all true ( Read more... )

yesterday, being the climax of the story, today being resolving action ( Read more... )

oh my dear sweet lord. its five in the morning and i just registered for classes. tomorrow is the last day for add/drop, and all i have to do is switch my XL course and get a letter from english to CompSci. i won. three pointer at the buzzer, he's on fire, boomshakalaka ( Read more... )

tomorrow i see if my school year will be salvagable. i'll try to get into hist 2301 and engl 2307, but i still need three more course. not really sure what i can do, maybe theatre? 3:33 again. why does that keep happening?

as of right now, i am completely
utterly
totally

fucked.

the techsis server went down tonight for some unexplained reason before i could finalize my schedule, and the IT guys say they're all over it. i am registered for one course. i feel dumb.
i thought i had it taken care of, all my holds were off and everything. at least i still have a meal

almost cleared things up at school, got my card activated. couldn't register, couldn't change major. meeting at 11 tomorrow. financial aid is fine, better than the mistakes they made last year. hopeful.

3:33 a.m.
odd that everything is three. clint and i talked very little on the way. made him listen to album. stopped at taco cabana for lunch, lost appetite. clint wants to buy guitar hero, fun game. looked at photograph, recorded thoughts. work tomorrow. register. hope that i have time to play with d&d guys. getting afraid of future. apprehensive.

i thought i saw a little girl standing in the middle if the road. she might have been leaves ( Read more... )

So the mc chris show was a bash. it went great; there was comedy, music, dancing ( Read more... )

and when the sun went down the streets grew silent as all the good people huddled locked inside of their homes, basking before the blue glow of the MONITORS; bottle-fed a false sense of well-being, a corporate illusion of choice, and a blissful lack of awareness, all the time placidly growing

like

plants.