(Secretly though, I'm sitting in my underwear, singing along with Brand New, My Chemical Romance, and Green Day. Way more fun than getting trashed and being a world-class douchebag).
Anyway, so college is happening. My classes all suck, but all classes in general suck. Piece of advice: never, ever, ever sign up for a Monday night, two and a half hour long class. You will contemplate suicide, perhaps even attempt it (hopefully not), and you'll hate yourself forever. Just don't do it. Change your major instead, like I did.
Lots of things have changed since the last time anyone posted on this, which was seriously more than a month ago. Whoa. That's way too long. I guess we're busy, being cool, charming ladies men and getting cash money (too soon, R.I.P. Sky's Coffee) but still, this is inexcusable.
A quick rundown of some important stuff that's happened since August 25 or whatever:
IU's 3-0. Oh my God!!!!!!!
The Mets and Diamondbacks are 0-162. Or something.
The Steelers are 3-0. Oh my God!!!!!!!
David officially came out of the closet.
Twitter became new.
Chad Johnson (I'M NOT CALLING HIM OCHOCINCO) tweeted about a pregnant pigeon's nipples a lot.
Also, I have Chad Johnson's phone number. For real. It's 513-235-8585. I am dead serious. Call him. This isn't one of those "hehe, it's actually 1-800-BUTT-SEX things (by the way, that is also a real thing. I suggest calling it if you want to laugh hysterically)." It's his actual, real phone number.
I scratched my balls a lot.
I ate a lot of burritos and onion rings.
I got fat :(
I didn't really get fat.
I hugged a lot of people, but I only enjoyed like two of them. And when I say "like two" I mean exactly two.
A lot of drunk people yelled a lot and I wanted to stab a lot of people, but I didn't. Such self-restraint I'm showing.
I invented a new word: Douchebaggery.
And a bunch of other non-important stuff.
Dang a lot of things happened haha. Sorry. Hopefully I'll blog more? But hopefully I don't fail all my classes. Although I would be home again if I did that, and I would have way more time for this.............heh heh heh
One more thing: listen to Weezer. You won't regret it. Well, maybe you will, but if you do, you have a terrible taste in music and deserve nothing short of excruciating pain and sadness.
Oh, and I guess you can wake me up now that September has ended.
Now playing -- Wake Me Up When September Ends, Green Day
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