First day of school:
0800-0920 Intro to Psychology
My instructor is this zany ass doctor, and seems cool and fun; he's also an Army Reserve psychotherapy doctor and will be on deploying to Iraq before the semester ends.
He said he'll try to teach the course in a way applicable to more common majors on campus (i.e. Nursing, Business, etc.). Hotties/Cuties in class: a couple, but I don't really care
0930-1050 Music Appreciation
My teacher seems fun and outspoken. Part of the class requires me to review 2 music events.
Well, I'll have Madball/WoJ/FBC at the end of this month (SEPT) and probably another good show before the end of the semester. Hotties/cuties in the class: couple, but again, I don't really care.
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Kylie was at school, too, and we just talked before my first class. She was laughing at me because she was wearing a Terror shirt and bet that I was gonna wear mine. Well, she won, but I didn't know about the bet until she told me.
Lately, I've been feeling pretty good about myself, although a few minor things keep me from getting my head in the clouds. School, bills, and apparently not having too many people to rely on. It's kind of odd that right now I feel very loved, but equally hated. It's hard for me to crack a smile anymore, it seems. I'm being as posi as I can through all the kicks in the nuts.
Duran Duran, "Come Undone"
Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I've been waiting for you
Signed, with a home tattoo,
Happy birthday to you was created for you
(Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can't I believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)
Oh, it'll take a little time,
Might take a little crime
To come undone now
We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone [x2]
Words, playing me deja vu
Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before
Chill, is it something real
Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers
(Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can't I believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)
Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright
To come undone now
We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone [x2]
0800-0920 Intro to Psychology
My instructor is this zany ass doctor, and seems cool and fun; he's also an Army Reserve psychotherapy doctor and will be on deploying to Iraq before the semester ends.
He said he'll try to teach the course in a way applicable to more common majors on campus (i.e. Nursing, Business, etc.). Hotties/Cuties in class: a couple, but I don't really care
0930-1050 Music Appreciation
My teacher seems fun and outspoken. Part of the class requires me to review 2 music events.
Well, I'll have Madball/WoJ/FBC at the end of this month (SEPT) and probably another good show before the end of the semester. Hotties/cuties in the class: couple, but again, I don't really care.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Kylie was at school, too, and we just talked before my first class. She was laughing at me because she was wearing a Terror shirt and bet that I was gonna wear mine. Well, she won, but I didn't know about the bet until she told me.
Lately, I've been feeling pretty good about myself, although a few minor things keep me from getting my head in the clouds. School, bills, and apparently not having too many people to rely on. It's kind of odd that right now I feel very loved, but equally hated. It's hard for me to crack a smile anymore, it seems. I'm being as posi as I can through all the kicks in the nuts.
Duran Duran, "Come Undone"
Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I've been waiting for you
Signed, with a home tattoo,
Happy birthday to you was created for you
(Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can't I believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)
Oh, it'll take a little time,
Might take a little crime
To come undone now
We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone [x2]
Words, playing me deja vu
Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before
Chill, is it something real
Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers
(Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can't I believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)
Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright
To come undone now
We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone [x2]
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
zombievengence:
hehe a man's gota have priorities
fuck:
yea. to each his own.