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2008 11 February :: 4.20am
R.I.P Karrl Bitch LoWeather(my dog)
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2008 5 February :: 1.03pm
I don't understand my creative writing teacher. Okay, I understand her fairly well. She's a horrible teacher. She took a week and a half to read our papers (two pages max) and then puts no comments, just a check plus. What? And then we get into class today and she said she's losing her voice (which sounds perfectly fine) and tells us we're going to do an in class writing exercise, but we could leave if we wanted to. So, she just sits there while all but five people leave. I finished the exercise in ten minutes (it's an hour and fifteen minute long class) and leave.
I can't believe I'm paying for this class! Honestly.
My coat smells like garlic. I made pasta bake last night for supper and fried up the turkey with some garlic. Yum...not really.
Lolita. Where to begin? Short summary: 42 year old guy + 12 year old girl + a two year "tour" of the country. But..it does not have one swear word in the whole work. Finished reading it. Got a new book - The Postman Always Rings Twice. I'm almost through it (it's only 115 pages) and there is yet to be any sign of a Postman.
Did I mention I'm reading through Random House's top 100 English novels as prep for the GRE I'm possibly taking to possibly get into grad school. Either that, or I'm reading them just to see how fucked up the "Modern American Novel" can be. I think I started off with two good ones. Yep. You should read them.
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2008 1 February :: 9.25am
I'm getting back into the full swing of things. I'm working three eight hour shifts this weekend, including today after I get out of class, and I have first degree on Sunday after work.
Next week I'm working thirty two hours.
Things are going moderately well. I feel like I haven't done much as far as classes go, but I know work will soon be piling up on me.
Rent to pay; groceries to eat.
It's snowing quite heavily outside and shows no sign of stopping. Oh dear.
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2008 31 January :: 12.30pm
Honestly, where the fuck can I print the guide to membership around here?
I went to the towers "I'm sorry, you have to be a resident to print here."
What the FUCK? They must have changed it, because last I knew you could print any where you fucking wanted to.
Pearce won't let me print it because it's 129 pages long.
I"M PAYING TO GO HERE WHY CAN"T I PRINT WHAT THE FUCK I WANT TO@!!@!
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2008 25 January :: 5.33am
Rest in Peace, Patrick.
I HAD a fish, his name was Patrick.
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2008 23 January :: 12.32pm
Another year older.
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2008 17 January :: 8.58pm
It's really windy outside.
Oh, and I'm fairly positive I'm going to go to graduate school once I get my Bachelor's Degree.
Woot for M.A. in English Literature and Composition.
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2008 16 January :: 4.21pm
SOooooo we are downgrading our place and so if anyone wants to buy any of my stuff just let me know.
We have a pretty extensive dvd collection that is all up for grabs as well as a Wii that I am willing to sell with all of the accessories also. my number is 516-0563
We also have some books and cds. pretty much if you want to buy anything just let give me a price and I will probably sell it to you.
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2008 14 January :: 8.25am
My eye hit a snowflake.
I am unreasonably happy today. I'm not sure why.
I'm up and about so much earlier than normal so that I can write a paper that I am too intelligent to have to write.
I highly dislike University required composition courses.
Well, at least I'm one hundred percent on what a thesis is now, since we talked about them for the past two class periods.
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2008 10 January :: 2.29pm
I awoke this morning to clouds over the sun, to the perpetual freshness of another day, and to my body telling me that I required less movement than I was enacting at the time.
Oh man.
I'm back in the swing of things I suppose. I have one more class to go to today, and then I'm done. Well, I have my meeting tonight, but then I'll be done.
Wouldn't it be nice...
Human Growth and Development will be interesting, but the room is very large and cold, so it will unenjoyable.
The lady who teaches my creative writing class can't speak in front of people well, and she's super skinny.
I think the bus driver hates her job.
I would really enjoy a real cappuccino right now, but I have rent to pay, which means I don't have the three dollars to spend on it.
I have carrot sticks in my stomach (well, they're not in stick form anymore), and I enjoyed my peanut butter and raspberry preserves sandwich on whole wheat bread that I made myself and ate for lunch.
I have a high level of cognitive development, I was told. I like to organize things in my head. Yes, it gives me pleasure, or rather, it alleviates my cognitive dissonance.
Or, maybe, I'm just obsessive.
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