5.21.2009

meet & write

I'm currently in Web Design, wanting to bang my head aganist the table because Scott, Cecil, and I are trying to come up with a design for SASA's website. Nothing works, we're all lazy. Although, we get out of half of the semester exam so that always cheers us up. At any moment, Cecil may turn my screen and read what I'm writing or Scott will look over and wondering if I'm fretting about emails again.


That was saved as a draft, and now I'm in A+ completely bored and annoyed that a PowerPoint presentation is due to day. I really do hate this class, it's so bogus that we get tests without knowing about them and end up having assignments we didn't even know were due. He's not the best teacher in the world, and I dislike having to teach myself things about computer parts.

This morning, I came up with a grand plan that consists of about 11-15 blog posts. I love all of my friends, and I've decided to dedicate a blog post to all of my close ones. I already have a list that I tore out of my notebook and wrote with my glittery orange gel pen. I know what to write about some (Tyler, I thought about yours the most today) and others I'm unsure about what to say (Ozzie, I can't get you off of my mind, and it's horrid trying to explain it all) and others who I know bits and pieces of what to say (Taylor & Adriana). I know that I'm going to do something really dorky at the end of each post: list what Hogwarts house they'd be in, songs that remind me of them, and maybe a book that they should read. It seems suiting, for me to expalin those little lists to my friends.

I appreciate everyone I've met in my life; even if you butchered me through and through. I don't want to ever exclude anyone in my posts, I apologize if I do. And don't fret, this may take me a while if I am as braindead later as I am now.

Ugh, my teacher is bitching about how there aren't pictures on someone's slides. He's so stupid about these things. He doesn't teach but bitches because they aren't what he said they should be.

/crawling into a hole and listening to the rain

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