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What will you do when you get lonely? With no one waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long You know it's just your foolish pride Layla. You've got me on my knees, Layla. Begging darling please, Layla. Darling, won't you ease my worried mind? Tried to give you consolation. When your old man, he let you down. But like a fool, I fell in love with you. You turned my whole world upside down. Make the best of the situation Before I finally go insane Please don't say we'll never find a way Or tell me all my love's in vain |
I woke up this morning and there was some garbage floating around outside my window. Nothing to spactacular in it of itself- plastic bag, page of news paper, wrapper from a kraft single. But I live on the 15th floor. My god is it windy outside. Thank god there's no ice on the sidewalks or the population of hospital patients would be up 500%. I shaved my head yesterday, okay so -I- personally didn't shave my head, but Fei shaved my head. Not just the usual "use the smallest spacer on the clippers and go at it" shave, but rather the "hi, I have no hair" shave. I like it much better like this, takes less time to dry and my hat fits better. The only beef I have is that I have flannel pillow-cases, so now when I lay down my head like, velcros itself to my pillow and it kinda annoys me... I'm willing to ignore this side of the coin. I'm still working on coming up with some cds to listen to on the way down to florida on friday. I came up with about 10 categories of music that I made playlists out of... but, it's so hard to go through my list of 2000-odd mp3s and be like, okay, I like these 150. I get through the whole list and make up the 10 discs and then I get to U2 and I'm like, shit, okay disc 11. No more then 12... No more then 12, I'll just keep telling myself that. I think that in order to have a decently fun time in college and actually learn anything in your classes, is to realize that all your teachers are in fact not out to get you. It is not a test on them to fail you, and a test on you to pass, they are supposed to give you what you need to pass and then everyone is happy. Mind you, I did say that not all your teachers are out to get you, once in a while you will get Jane or John Q. Hellwhore as a TA teaching you math 4000 complex differential equations of linear matricies, or god knows what, and they will have remembered that said class was an absolute pain in the ass for them and they will "return the favor" as a euphemism for "dicking you over". For the most part I have been able to avoid such TAs, *knocks on wood* and I hope must of you will be able to as well, but remember, if this happens to you, you can always take refuge with the mental image of lighting them on fire and looking on in glee as they run screaming out into the street and get hit by a bus... oops I actually typed that, I'll just click "reset form" here and- |