monday, MARCH 10:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY RY!!!
*note: I actually did tell him this on his actual birthday.
nothing all that dramatic. attended class, all that good stuff.
tuesday, MARCH 11:
It was a sunny day, so my roommate and I went out tanning. I got slightly burned.
wednesday MARCH 12:
I already knew this was going to be an interesting day from the moment I woke up.
6:00am, my roommate's alarm goes off.
(she was supposed to wake up to take a shower)
6:15am, my alarm goes off and I dismiss it.
6:23am, my second alarm goes off, I dismiss it, once again.
6:30am, my roommate and I both sit up, turn, look at each other and say
"I don't want to wake up"
7:15 am, me+my other 3 roommates = all struggling for the bathroom
7:25am, I'm still trying to finish breakfast and get into the bathroom.
7:30am, we're just about ready to leave for school
7:35am, apparently my roommate with the car isn't.
7:45am, we're backing out and headed for school.
7:55am, we're at freaking BROTMAN HALL and our classes are all the way on
the south end of campus, the LA buildings. 2 of my roommates have the same
class. One of the two jolts to class (b/c the teacher takes attendance), while
the one stays with me to walk.
*note: we were freaking pissed.
At this point, as we mosey along up the slanted pavement towards our class (mentioned earlier, n the LA buildings). So the LA buildings all kinda look the same, and as we're walking up the hill, it goes 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1. My class is in LA 2, so as I approached my building I said bye to my roommate and went up the stairs.
Now as I walk up the stairs, I begin to look for my classroom, and because it is in the middle of the building, I always look at the door number. So I'm going up the stairs, and I begin to count: 206, 204, 203, 202, 201. Wait a minute. Did you see that? 206, 204...huh, did I skip a number? No. That's what the doors stated. But okay wait, my classroom number is 205. HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? So I stood there for literally 5 minutes, starting at the numbers 206 and 204 wondering where the heck my classroom went. Then I decide, okay, maybe, JUST MAYBE, I was never really in room 205.
So this is what I did. I walk to room 206 and open EVERY door all the way down to room 201, hoping that ONE of the classes would be mine. Then by the time I get to 201, I turned around and I realized that the building behind me isn't LA 1. So I was like -_- man how dumb.
I was at LA3.
I needed to be at LA 2.
9:15am, I'm done with English.
10:55am I'm done with history
-my friend FINALLY came to class, after all those weeks he ditched.
-not only did he come to class, but he brought an old classmate from
last semester
They decide to get lunch at Panda Express. I wanted to eat my PB&J, but wasn't allowed,
so I ended up sharing food with them. When we're done eating, two of their friends saw them
came over to talk. They ended up talking about W.O.W. for about 1.5 hours.
The entire conversation was about skills vs. gear.
Oh man.
I understood the conversation and I DON'T EVEN PLAY.
Sad?
Maybe a little.
that was my wednesday.
in-between wednesday and into thursday
wednesday night:
my friend Robin came over and spent the night.
thursday morning:
about 6:00am, his alarm goes off, twice. Once around 6:15 and again around 6:30.
Both times, he turns off the alarm and goes back to sleep. At 6:45, I get up and tell him to wake
up and get into the bathroom before my other 2 roommates do; he tells me "okay, okay," so I
thought he would, so I went back to bed.
7:00, I hear the fan in the bathroom go on. (I thought it was him).
7:15, I look over and see he's still sleeping. I get up and wonder if he is taking the day off.
I go out to the living room to ask my other roommates (Stevie and Clarissa) what to do.
one says that it was my roommates job to wake him up and the other says wake him up
7:29, I state, "it's 7:30".
Robin: eyes open, then says, "oh shit."
changes, cleans up, and boogies out the door.
off to work from Long Beach, all the to Brea.
he is 19 minutes late for work.
thursday, MARCH 13:
Decided to do laundry and go to the market. Man, my roommate Debbie and I = totally not smart when
it came down to the market. I can't believe we spent $56 worth of food and then, since we don't
have a car, we had to CARRY our bags across the street. I mean, yeah, we could have pushed the
shopping cart across the street, but heck we just didn't.
Laundry. We went to almost every laundry place in the building due to the fact that we decided
to try different locations, and it ended up being that the one we usually go to had all of the
washers open! -_-
(today) friday, MARCH 14:
Went and got job applications.
Bought a necklace, and now debating if I want another one.
THE END, for now.
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