Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Psycho

Funny how I came how and was about to blog, but Alex called me.

I seriously have 15 dollars in my bank account right now. Tina and I keep conflicting our schedules, even though she isn't working or going to school. I really need money. Bad. She has $240 so that should be good for a while, especially since I'll start working soon. I wonder if you get paid for going to orientation.

I put in 4 dollars for gas today and i felt super poor. Yet I spent like over 6 on chicken alfredo at the MSU. Bryan wouldn't stop talking about it so we got it and we got super full. I ate way too much and I ended up passing out in history of rock.

After school I went straight to Dallas'. Alma said they were on Charleston so I figured they would just take an extra 20 minutes or so longer than I would so I drove slow. I waited at Dallas' for probably... 45 minutes. It was good alone time though to just sit and actually write in my little journal thing. I was watching some of his neighbors ride their bikes and scooters around. The neighbor with the big truck seemed concerned that I was parked where I was. lolol.

Eventually I left and went home and yeah now here. Waiting for Angie and David so we can go have another family dinner for her birthday + my mom's friend, Judy. Too bad I'm still full...... I really want sushi but I'm just not hungry at all.

I just realized that my shirt doesn't even say Daft Punk on it. It says A.L.I.V.E. for their tour name but no one would know that. Whatever. Today was the first time I ever wore anything pink since 6th grade. Oh god. I don't know if I'll ever wear this shirt again forgetting that it just says A.L.I.V.E. on it and that's kind of weird to sport something that just says that. Though, someone from my Japanese class noticed it was from Vegoose and we briefly talked about it. He went on the second day so he missed Daft Punk.

I just realized that my Japanese class is the only one that I actually know the people and get along with every single person there. Pretty much because the teacher has us communicate with each other in Japanese every 5 minutes or so, but not when we're out of class waiting around or we see each other on campus, we do greet each other. It's nice.

There's this guy in there named Oh-san [I don't know his first name], and when he speaks, it sounds so fluent. I thought he was Korean cause I heard this other guy speak to him in it. Maybe he is. But he's amazing. And he isn't bad looking. Then I found out he's 27 today. Why am I the youngest person in there, seriously.

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