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Nov DecAugust 28, 2002 |
Wake me up Slap my face Draw me closer in To your embrace Cause nobody wants to be the butt of every joke And nobody wants to be the one to pull the rope So you harden your shell Slowly losing yourself And now I'm close But not touching And I'm cold But not freezing And I'm only alive Only alive Briefly Can you feel Could you love Are you further now from where you started I bet you do enough just to get by Don't you Cause nobody wants to be the butt of every joke And nobody wants to be the one who's full of hope And a cop's light goes by And the moon lights the night And now I'm close But not touching And I'm cold But not freezing And I'm only alive Only alive Briefly And you're a starlight that shines For a moment in time In time |
I think I just set a record for the most times being dropped from the same class in one semester. This is 75% the advising office's fault, and 25% my fault for asking them to do something for me in the first place. Pretty much everything else is taken care of though, I got throughly raped for books. Even the used books I found were around 80 bucks a piece, I'm not even going to get into the new ones. And every class I have has a big fat text book to go with it. If you're curious, just as I was going downstairs to get the person towed out of my spot they had moved so I guess they just picked a lucky time to get out of there. Fei got most of his shit, he still has an old chair, a monitor, and the turntables. I suppose he'll pick those up soon or something. My teachers seem alright so far but I've only seen two of the 5. My schedule is now just 12 lectures throughout the week, no discussions and no labs now that all hopes of getting back into ece249 have been squelched. I have a strange feeling like tedium is going to overpower me. The only thing that will be able to save me is if my classes continue to have good professors, one can always hope. Until I find that out for sure I will attempt to drown my sorrows playing Super Mario Sunshine and revelling in the fact that I can walk down the street at any hour of the day here and count the dozens of beautiful women on this campus. |