Well there's nothing to lose, And there's nothing to prove....
today's ride on the barton bus was brought to me by the smell of urine and stale cigarettes, and the numbers 1 and 5.
1 : the number of people who panicked at being on the bus and preceeded to light a smoke. okay
5 : the number of baby carriages on the bus today.
i had my population ecology midterm today. it took me half an hour to get to school and ten minutes to write the test. 40% of my final grade, 35 multiple choice questions. when i know my shit i ususally hate multiple choice, when i don't read the courseware, i'm all over that like horny 15 yr old boy. i looked at the question, considered the title of the article being discussed and imagined what the possible outcomes of said article could be. article intitled "tragedy of the commens" can't have good things to say about population growth and environmental impacts. article about aids pandemic can't have a good mathematical equation to express the growth rate of new infections. so yeah. great strategy. i didn't pass, i don't think, but i sure as hell did not fail.
hamilton is a study in itself in population growth. fuck bio 3SS3, i wanna see exponential growth rates, and booming popluations i'll walk down to jackson square. take a stroll thru the mall and interact with the many babies i see. babies. i liek those, i don't want my own, but other peoples are cute cute. i'll babysit, sure. i remember when a friend had twins a while back. she also had a two year old. so i spent a week at her place with the new born babes to help out. twins are special in that they cry together. i didn't sleep for a week. but i bonded with my babies, and amy will forever be my precious little one.
today is gorgeous out. days like this make me wish i had a pretty girl (or boy) here with me who would take a long walk with me and hold my hand in the sunshine. a silly someone who adored picnics and swing sets as much as i. a camera would be a must to document the silly love fest sure to take place under blossoming trees. damn you life and yr lack of fun hand holding and innocent kisses.
this weekend i get to meet sg canada ppl at the bvine...
thats me being ahppy and excited.
today's ride on the barton bus was brought to me by the smell of urine and stale cigarettes, and the numbers 1 and 5.
1 : the number of people who panicked at being on the bus and preceeded to light a smoke. okay
5 : the number of baby carriages on the bus today.
i had my population ecology midterm today. it took me half an hour to get to school and ten minutes to write the test. 40% of my final grade, 35 multiple choice questions. when i know my shit i ususally hate multiple choice, when i don't read the courseware, i'm all over that like horny 15 yr old boy. i looked at the question, considered the title of the article being discussed and imagined what the possible outcomes of said article could be. article intitled "tragedy of the commens" can't have good things to say about population growth and environmental impacts. article about aids pandemic can't have a good mathematical equation to express the growth rate of new infections. so yeah. great strategy. i didn't pass, i don't think, but i sure as hell did not fail.
hamilton is a study in itself in population growth. fuck bio 3SS3, i wanna see exponential growth rates, and booming popluations i'll walk down to jackson square. take a stroll thru the mall and interact with the many babies i see. babies. i liek those, i don't want my own, but other peoples are cute cute. i'll babysit, sure. i remember when a friend had twins a while back. she also had a two year old. so i spent a week at her place with the new born babes to help out. twins are special in that they cry together. i didn't sleep for a week. but i bonded with my babies, and amy will forever be my precious little one.
today is gorgeous out. days like this make me wish i had a pretty girl (or boy) here with me who would take a long walk with me and hold my hand in the sunshine. a silly someone who adored picnics and swing sets as much as i. a camera would be a must to document the silly love fest sure to take place under blossoming trees. damn you life and yr lack of fun hand holding and innocent kisses.
this weekend i get to meet sg canada ppl at the bvine...
thats me being ahppy and excited.VIEW 13 of 13 COMMENTS
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i kicked their asses too.