I put pieces in their place...then I find another

I'm slowly getting my room to look how I want it. Got my poster of a Cobra (more than jsut a poster but its take 30 min to explain it, ok fine 5min, but thats too long and im sure whoever reading this doesnt really care.... :P to Rachel) above my bed on a concrete wall, gotta love 3M and their sticky stuff. (yeah yeah yeahhh...that's what she said) and I'll try to get this tapestry I've had for years up somewhere else on my wall.

So I had to reinstall Windows XP on my computer...yes I use Windows 7, not XP. Here's why. The pre-order I got for $30 must be installed on a computer that has an existing version of Windows on it. LAME...cuz I got rid of XP cuz I didnt need it. I found out that if I had Vista, this wouldnt have happened lol. So, I'm still in the middle of doing all that. Meanwhile, iTunes is importing my (almost) 16,000 songs and keeps doing something weird......weiAH LIKE THAT! Im not crazy, at least that's what I tell myself. Hmm....there were a few legit things I wanted to blog about.

OH!

Ok, so Im convinced (that i might have blogged about this before HAHAHA not funny) that people in PA are sheltered (knew that), more religious than I'm used to (figured that), and way more trusting that I could ever be (ehh....yeah about that). So I come home last night from chill with Rachel, and I go to my room and pass out soon after. Morning smacks me in the face to get up when I totally don't want to and I get ready and head out the door. One of my suite-mates is like "hey sup hows your weekend?" I said its cool, did alot blahblahblah...well not so much blahblhahblah cuz I wanted to get outta there, get food and go to class then come back and do the computer thing that you probably skipped over (HA! GOT YA!). So I'm just trying to be nice and I saw "what did you do?" and he said something that i don't remember and i didn't (and still dont) care about WAIT I REMEMBER!!! He said "im passing a kidney stone". OK...WOAH....tmi? Yeah a little bit. Hes from Pennsylvania, so it adds to my argument about how people from PA are too trusting. (I do have a point about myself that ill mention at the end of this part) Ok, so he says that and I'm thinking about how my dad started to pass a kidney stone on New Years of 2000. Bad timing much? So I'm like "shit dude, that sucks!"....wait a second...this dude is younger than me. eh 19-20? He shouldn't be passing a kidney stone till hes at least....30-35? Cuz that stuff takes alot of time. SO, I'm guessing he does a lot more drugs than I realized at first. I hate to judge the dude, cuz I try my best to try no to judge people...but he totally looks like the type that does alot of drugs.

On to weird point #2. After that he then says he broke up with his girlfriend. I'm already trying to get outta the door and get a bagel cuz I'm hungry, tired and its just too early for me to care. I say "shit, what happened?". He then says "she told me she doesn't trust me anymore and then I told her to go fuck herself". I didn't know what to say (I wanted to say, well at least Ill definitely never hear you two having sex...but i didn't) and then hes like "well there's plenty of fish in the sea". So, awkwardly, I was like "yeah you'll find a girl...ah shit I gotta go to class". I left feeling bad for him, but not caring much at all. Why did he tell me all that? I think its cuz hes too trusting...once again, my theory of people in PA being to trusting proves to be true...either that or I still have issues with trust. I don't know if I'll ever get over that [damn this chair is uncomfortable].

(skip this paragraph for now, no seriously....JUST DO IT) ok so the one suite-mate I was talking about earlier just came back and was like "so i have a paper due tomorrow. I'm going to a friends apartment to do some illegal things and then ill write my paper...then tomorrow ill look back at my paper and be like 'what the fuck did i write?'" And he just came back saying, "btw my meds n stuff are in the freezer cuz they're supposed to be cold and there's a big bag of gummy bears in the fridge if you want to partake" (ok now skip forward to the * )

Hmm...OH class today. Business Law, at 9:15...we had a pop quiz. That's not the bad part. I was totally still half asleep..."and thats not all folks!"....Correction: TWO pop quizzes. (back up for a second to the last paragraph) * ok so i did all that just to confuse you...yea...i did..get over it :-p. Ok, Business Law...two pop quizzes (i almost typed "poop quizzes") BUT heres the good news. BOTH ARE OPEN BOK AND OPEN NOTES! Fuck yeah. Aced em both! And this class might be my most important class since its 4-credits and affects my GPA the most. If I ace this course, I'll def get on the Deans list.

Later in Mgnt (management....I don't wana keep typing it out cuz i keep spelling it wrong cuz i only sorta care) I sit in the front corner. I hate front-n-center and I cant pay attention in the back, so front corner is best. The prof (whose totally stuck in the 70s with the poor comb-over and the glasses thick enough I could turn into a weapon of nerdy destruction) says to me "your not (whoever sat in my seat last class), your Tim right? you're supposed to be five seats back." IDKY but I was really embarrassed. I was so close to saying "um who cares? I dont want to sit back there" then maybe he would say something that involved the phrase 'you people' then I could be like, "you talkin' to me? what do you mean, 'you people'? you put me in the back cuz I'm one of the few guineas in this school? OLD-ASS BITCH?!" ...but I didn't say anything. (there's more but it comes later)

English...boring...if the prof wasn't in her 20s and really hot I'd totally be bored. No, I don't stare at her chest the whole time, she is attractive though (sorry Rachel, but I'm sure there's some dude teacher you think is hot in your school. So, :P) ANYWAY, english was fine. Get into Mktg (short for Marketing, but I don't wana keep typing it) and I sit in the front corner. I have the same prof for Mgnt and Mktg. Mitch Zimmer. So, I'm sitting there reading some article on my netbook and he says something, but I wasn't paying attention...but I heard my name. I picked my head up and looked at him. He says "I know the dude that sits in your seat and he always sits as close as he can to the girl that sits in front of him (there was one desk in front of me that I put my jacket on) and they are not going to want to move cuz the girl is one of those that acts dumb but is brilliant" I think I literally made this face ( -.- ), to better explain that ::FACEPLAM:: SO I said nicely, "uh cant they sit somewhere else? I like sitting up here" ugh im not in the mood to tell the rest of this story cuz its not very interesting and I have things to do...WAIT...then later in class he gave us a 8-10 page paper to do by tuesday (he said maybe thursday). Thats sucks but we also have a presentation to do on thursday on the same topic. My group chose the "cash for clunkers". More about that when I'm writting about it.

EDIT..ok Ill write moar cuz Rachel was like "ZOMG WHAAT TEH FUKZ, deh shit made no centz!" So here the rest of it (haha I almost wrote tit)

So the reason he wanted everyone to sit in the same seat every class is because his thick glasses are blocking his brain's ability to absorb the names of his students. Hes all anal like that and it kinda made me want to go up and smack his comb-over back behind his ears...ew that comb-over is longer than my hair...ew...so I think that's it. I have stuff to do, lGaAtMeEr (yeah I said it...Heather-style)