I've been doing way too many things to document. I can't write about it anymore, so I just use them as stories to tell to friends.

School started Monday, my classes are aiiiight.
I need to get some voice recordings of my computerz professor, because she is just fucking ridiculous.

Today felt so college-y. After college classes we drove to the beach. Then at the beach, with no beach equipment of course, we wrote essays for our english composition 2 class. The essay was the "college essay," to use when we apply for colleges to finish the last 2 years off. We brainstormed some great ideas about how people are the ocean, or somethin.
It was good. I am glad I am talking to Eric again, and Tim is just being lovely.
Lovely little Timothy.

My bug's bumper got royally fucked by debris that this giant coke truck ran over in front of me, in a situation that I truly could not have avoided. Soooo it's going in the shop tomorrow, let's all hope the best for lil' Charles, cause he's been such a trooper his whole life.

I'm tired, goodnight!!!!