Slip Sliding Away
I have so slacked off this semester! It's really sad. I have a test that first of all, I think is tomorrow. I'm studying with Justy tonight so I'll find out for sure, but damn it I should know that sorta stuff. Second of all half the test is going to be on Nigeria...I missed the first day we talked about Nigeria and slept through the second. So I'm not going to be much help to Justy tonight, but hopefully she'll be able to help me!
Then I've got this paper that's due on Wednesday that I haven't even started on, and to make matters worse I was absent from class so much I'm not even sure I'm going to know what to write. I mean sure half of it is bullshitting anyway, but I'm not even sure I have enough knowledge to bullshit. ::sigh::
I don't know why I do this to myself. In high school I was the best student. I did all my homework and reading and what not. But now that I'm in college I've just let stuff slide. I'm really going to try and buckle down next semester. But then again, I said that last time and I'm still in the same place I've always been.
In other news...I keep having dreams with Tommy in them. To make a long story very short Tommy was a friend in high school. Things happened and now he (and I quote) "doesn't even consider me an acquaintance." So, hum...Why the dreams? I haven't a clue. I keep having dreams that we're going and hanging out and shit. Last night I had a dream where I called his house and talked to his mother. And it was funny 'cause my dream was like a TV show in that when his mom talked the "camera" shifted over to her house, so I got to see her, and she looked just like I remember her looking. And I haven't seen this woman in like 4 years or so.
There's not much else going on right now. Kim and her fiance (I can't spell in French) are coming over in a few days 'cause I'm driving them to the airport. They're going to Paris...Oh la la. I told Kim I have some ground rules for her and Shane staying the night at my house. Basically there's only one: No sex in my apartment. Last time they were here they apparently had sex on my couch. I know this because the next day...Seconds before Emily, Jerry and Aubrey were to come over, I found a condom wrapper in the cushions of the couch. Good thing Aubrey didn't find it. He'd be like, "Mommy, what this?" in a thick country accent.
But my whole point in bringing up Kim and Shane is that I need to clean my apartment...BAD. It's an absolute wreak. I don't know why I can't keep the damn place clean...It just doesn't seem to work, no matter how hard I try.
Okay...I think I'm going to quit for now. My fingers are getting tired anyway...And soon I need to leave to meet Justy. So, until later!
--Octopus
Then I've got this paper that's due on Wednesday that I haven't even started on, and to make matters worse I was absent from class so much I'm not even sure I'm going to know what to write. I mean sure half of it is bullshitting anyway, but I'm not even sure I have enough knowledge to bullshit. ::sigh::
I don't know why I do this to myself. In high school I was the best student. I did all my homework and reading and what not. But now that I'm in college I've just let stuff slide. I'm really going to try and buckle down next semester. But then again, I said that last time and I'm still in the same place I've always been.
In other news...I keep having dreams with Tommy in them. To make a long story very short Tommy was a friend in high school. Things happened and now he (and I quote) "doesn't even consider me an acquaintance." So, hum...Why the dreams? I haven't a clue. I keep having dreams that we're going and hanging out and shit. Last night I had a dream where I called his house and talked to his mother. And it was funny 'cause my dream was like a TV show in that when his mom talked the "camera" shifted over to her house, so I got to see her, and she looked just like I remember her looking. And I haven't seen this woman in like 4 years or so.
There's not much else going on right now. Kim and her fiance (I can't spell in French) are coming over in a few days 'cause I'm driving them to the airport. They're going to Paris...Oh la la. I told Kim I have some ground rules for her and Shane staying the night at my house. Basically there's only one: No sex in my apartment. Last time they were here they apparently had sex on my couch. I know this because the next day...Seconds before Emily, Jerry and Aubrey were to come over, I found a condom wrapper in the cushions of the couch. Good thing Aubrey didn't find it. He'd be like, "Mommy, what this?" in a thick country accent.
But my whole point in bringing up Kim and Shane is that I need to clean my apartment...BAD. It's an absolute wreak. I don't know why I can't keep the damn place clean...It just doesn't seem to work, no matter how hard I try.
Okay...I think I'm going to quit for now. My fingers are getting tired anyway...And soon I need to leave to meet Justy. So, until later!
--Octopus
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