today i went to class, not feeling too well. it's always a dilemna for me to go to school because i feel weird around all the teeny-boppers there, but fortunately my class is basically a diverse group, because it's a medical training mandatory thinga-ma-jiggy class.
i've been falling behind in my homework, but again, 'fortunately' one of the ladies in my class offered to let me have all the answers to all the questions we need to turn in by next monday!
( i guess i'm fortunate right now)
so i says to her " you've made me happier than any woman has in a long, long time"
and then she says to me " hey! don't make this seem like something it isn't!"
and i laughed and quickly took the papers from her so as not to ruin my good fortune.
but she was wearing these jeans that had the zipper exposed? you know, like there was no little flap there to hide the actual zipper, and i couldn't help myself but to stare at it.
and i wondered to myself. . "what the hell is that all about?"
it confused me
so anyways , then she said " just give 'em back when you're done"
and knowing myself as i do, and that i would not actually plagarize until the night b4 it was due, i said,
"can you make other copies? because i'll probably spill mustard on these ones"
so she said " ok"
and that my friends was 2 minutes of my today.
i've been falling behind in my homework, but again, 'fortunately' one of the ladies in my class offered to let me have all the answers to all the questions we need to turn in by next monday!
( i guess i'm fortunate right now)
so i says to her " you've made me happier than any woman has in a long, long time"
and then she says to me " hey! don't make this seem like something it isn't!"
and i laughed and quickly took the papers from her so as not to ruin my good fortune.
but she was wearing these jeans that had the zipper exposed? you know, like there was no little flap there to hide the actual zipper, and i couldn't help myself but to stare at it.
and i wondered to myself. . "what the hell is that all about?"
it confused me
so anyways , then she said " just give 'em back when you're done"
and knowing myself as i do, and that i would not actually plagarize until the night b4 it was due, i said,
"can you make other copies? because i'll probably spill mustard on these ones"
so she said " ok"
and that my friends was 2 minutes of my today.
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The OC...believe me, my life is just like that. We all live in huge houses overlooking the ocean and regularly crash our cars just so we can buy new ones. Party every night, sleep with the neighbor boy...no wait, i'm HERE everynight. How does that work?