| Damn, Freshman Year Is Coming To An End |
[Friday the 1st;] |
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This year at UNC-CH went by like a flash of fucking lightning. I've been done with my shit but exam week is next week so I'm chillin' and gettin' fucked up. I met some of the most important people of my life here and I love the way everyone's on the same playing field. I've met so many great people and experienced so much awesome shit. Here, I don't have to worry about drinking and driving. I plan to quit smoking cigarettes and drink less this summer.
I do miss some people back in the Trail but college is so much better. I'm gonna ask to work at The Made until Memorial Day comes and I can lifeguard again. I'm gonna get as brown as a Mexican and drop this freshman weight. I'm living in an apartment next year, and it's gonna be bomb even if some of my roommates get on my nerves (hopefully not too much).
I had a wonderful evening and I'm still up at this hour, I'm lovin' it! I got trashed at a cookout and ate some delicious cheeseburgers. I went to the UNC Flash Rave at Davis Library. Just a buncha students taking a study break and raving it up on all stories. I have videos posted on my Facebook. Then, we went to Vespa and I had my fave drink: Long Island Ice Tea. Went back to the house where we had the cookout and ate a weenie and lots of pizza.
My best friend is a big ol' beefcake bear on the rugby team, and I swear our children are gonna chill together. I've met a lot of bitches I like, too. Life is sooo great, I just hope these next 3 years don't fly by.
Gosh, I'm drunk rambling so much.
I hope everyone can feel as great as me sometimes.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
On another note, I've been thinking about my career. I know this is strange but I want to learn Chinese, Spanish, Italian, French, and sign language in addition to Korean. Speaking of Korea, there needs to be better internal communication within our allies to settle the bullshit going on in North Korea. I don't mean to get all cultural and shit, but people need to wake up. The threat of nuclear war is very real, let's not get our shit together too late, man. We need to help those trapped, brainwashed people.
Okay, that was my drunken rant for the day. By the way, chill out about the damn Swine Flu. It's not spreading like crazy here. Hey, remember when everyone freaked out about SARS and fuckin' MRSA? Did we become engulfed in an epidemic? No, so shut the hell up, you're fine.
I suppose 5 is okay do go out again. Thanks for the bowlskies.
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[Wednesday the 7th;] |
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You know what live journals make me want to read? Full on, honest life updates from every single person I've ever met. Just felt like throwing that out there.
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| Electronic grooves live from Paris, France. |
[Wednesday the 26th;] |
I'm back in Indian Trail, a place I call home. Thanksgiving means fat blunts, lots of food, and Black Friday, wooo! My comfy queen size bed feels beautiful, and my parents have this cute tree that's not nearly the size of a pine tree but has pine needle-like thingies; I can't explain it.
I am anxious for finals and ready to get them the fuck over with. I was one point away from getting an A on my last Natural Disasters exam, which is freakin' sweet because that's the class I'm most worried about. I must catch up on reading. This semester has flown by. They are right about college being the fastest and best years of your life. I vow to cut out the procrastination, though, because I really may want to go to grad school and need a good GPA.
I met this cool chick in my building named Tori through my new friend Frank, and she is moving into this townhouse her parents rent next year, so if everything goes well I won't be living in a stanky dorm!
I'm already thinking about the summer. I want to save money this time, on the real. I'm not sure if I want to continue lifeguarding; I'd have to get re-certified in everything because it's been three years. I want to get paid more and be around kids, I think. Oh, I'm also thinking about taking a class or two during this time at CP or UNCC.
I was gonna spend New Years in New York with Zac, but he's going to do something wonderful in some other country with his fellow models/partyers. What a fun life, huh? Good for him, I just hope he doesn't get too fucked up one day or doesn't decide that he never wants to go back to school.
I saw Method Man and Redman at Cat's Cradle Sunday night, it was pretty sick.
More music, pleaaase.
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[Sunday the 9th;] |
I don't care how drunk you are, you do not sleep naked in the same room as I when your body is regulating itself.
Bahaha, on a lighter note, times are good except for all this schoolwork, the desire for more money, and getting fat. OH, I won tickets to a basketball game against Penn State, sweet. I never win anything!
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