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c_for_chaosWednesday: I failed my first assignment in Braille. The thing is, I'm not too worried because I didn't care anymore about the slate and stylus. I am good at it, but redoing the entire assignment because of stupid contraction mistakes just didn't appeal to me. TLSE 240 was a drag. I couldn't stay awake.
Thursday: I went to music class. It was boring as usual. Nothing overly special happened. I have a paper and a test on Tuesday that I have to prepare for. Andrea hung out in my room while I was in class. Jim was with her. I'm beginning to fear that Jim may start to like her more than me when she's around. Not cool IMO. We hung out for a while and I didn't do anything else after she left.
Friday: It was a lazy day. Nothing happened. Nothing was special. Jim got to run with Quaid, Alicia's dog. Boy, they run and have fun like no other. Perhaps Jim will let loose of all his stresses. I went to the RPHS rehearsal because I was waiting for Andrea. They just watched the movie. I need to buy RHPS. Tim Curry is amazing... MTV is remaking it. I think it will suck. You can't blame me for being single minded. The original is the best. I went home with Andrea and spent the night. We had strawberry kiwi daiquiris and I ate almost an entire bag of oyster crackers. We watched Step Up 2 and I popped my Guitar Hero cherry. It was interesting. Andrea told me that I could probably beat her mother. I have to say being half decent on easy for the first time is pretty damn good. After our video game escapade, we watched Ghost Rider. Andrea fell asleep. It was a good movie. I have to say Nicholas Cage looks better with that hairstyle rather than the one he has in the National Treasure movies. I feel asleep around 4:45 AM.
Saturday: Andrea's mom woke me up at 6:45 AM because she saw Jim and inquired about him. I fell back asleep after she left. There were a lot of morning noises. It was 8:45 AM and Andrea woke up finally. Fortunately for her, I turned the DVD player off. I can't stand it. I didn't know how to during the night and it was still on when her mother woke me up. Ugh, I had to turn it off. It was a bit of a struggle. Jim slept at my feet. I tied him down to the table. The dogs were outside. Jim had his first true backyard experience on a long lead. We had introduced Tazz to Jim the night before. There were some issues. But we worked them out. Now they're great friends. Tazz is 10 years old so sometimes he's an old fart. Oh, did I mention Andrea's family really likes Jim and wishes that I would trade dogs with them? ROFL - I think that's highly amusing. But Jim is all mine bitches. I had a bunch of food at their house. I learned how to make a pizza and pizza puffs. Chicken tenders were baked. Hehe, all good food. I can't wait till I have an oven of my own. I did fall back asleep around 11 and woke up again at 4 PM. Then the dinner making was in progress. They can't blame me if I didn't get enough sleep because of their loudness. LOL - right? We left Andrea's place around 8:50 PM. I got back to my room and feed and took Jim out. His tummy must've been feeling nasty or he ate something while he was outside with Tazz. Let's just say, cleanup on the parking spot was not easy. Andrea and I left for the party we were supposed to go to. We walked for a long time, got lost and finally got there. It was a party with a cross dressing theme. I wore my black hoodie and huge shorts and a cap. We got there to find out it was really lame. There was no one there. Andrea and I left and walked all the way back to my room. Sad day... She didn't want to go home so she spent time in my room watching Stairway to Heaven. I didn't care, but I got really tired and she was still there at 1 AM when we had left the lame party at 10:45 PM. Ah well.... I talked to Adam for a while when she was gone. Then I actually did something I haven't done in a long time. I went to bed at 2 AM.
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Sunday: Sarah called me at 11:50 AM asking if I wanted to go to brunch. Eh, why not? I haven't seen the girl in a week. I went up there and she wasn't there. She came about two minutes after. We ate and talked. I had a waffle, a bite of a sausage in a blanket (ick), garlic mashed potatoes, some salad, a piece of cake, Jello, two glasses of tea, rootbeer, and my new favorite drink: a mixture of Slice orange soda, sierra mist, and mountain dew. Yayness.... *smile* I brought the banana nut muffin back with me. I threw away some of the salad, a stale croissant, the cake I didn't finish, and the bagel that was stale. Sucky, I'm a bad person for throwing away so much. But I can't stand stale food. It's icky.... I returned to my hall and smelled something really nasty as soon as I opened the entrance door. "Oh shit..." was my first thought. There was no pun intended, but that was the scene that I faced when I got to my room. I opened my door and found Jim looking awful guilty on his tie down. He did a #2 as nasty as it could be with his upset tummy. It took me forever to clean up. I muttered to myself as I scrubbed and cleaned. The smell was unbearable. I went out to the dumpster and threw out the bag. Courtesy is vital when you're living in a dorm IMO. I returned and sprayed the hall with vanilla air sanitizer until I couldn't breathe. I put my oil heater on and poured six drops of the apple oil I had. My room is still smelly a bit, but it's not causing a gag reflex anymore. I'm not mad at Jim. I'm mad at myself for not watching him and letting my friend tell me it's ok to leave him alone. I really hope the stomach thing is not serious. If his stool is not good still tonight and tomorrow morning, then I'm calling the vet. I still have to clean his ears too. Ugh, so much to do....
Thursday: I went to music class. It was boring as usual. Nothing overly special happened. I have a paper and a test on Tuesday that I have to prepare for. Andrea hung out in my room while I was in class. Jim was with her. I'm beginning to fear that Jim may start to like her more than me when she's around. Not cool IMO. We hung out for a while and I didn't do anything else after she left.
Friday: It was a lazy day. Nothing happened. Nothing was special. Jim got to run with Quaid, Alicia's dog. Boy, they run and have fun like no other. Perhaps Jim will let loose of all his stresses. I went to the RPHS rehearsal because I was waiting for Andrea. They just watched the movie. I need to buy RHPS. Tim Curry is amazing... MTV is remaking it. I think it will suck. You can't blame me for being single minded. The original is the best. I went home with Andrea and spent the night. We had strawberry kiwi daiquiris and I ate almost an entire bag of oyster crackers. We watched Step Up 2 and I popped my Guitar Hero cherry. It was interesting. Andrea told me that I could probably beat her mother. I have to say being half decent on easy for the first time is pretty damn good. After our video game escapade, we watched Ghost Rider. Andrea fell asleep. It was a good movie. I have to say Nicholas Cage looks better with that hairstyle rather than the one he has in the National Treasure movies. I feel asleep around 4:45 AM.
Saturday: Andrea's mom woke me up at 6:45 AM because she saw Jim and inquired about him. I fell back asleep after she left. There were a lot of morning noises. It was 8:45 AM and Andrea woke up finally. Fortunately for her, I turned the DVD player off. I can't stand it. I didn't know how to during the night and it was still on when her mother woke me up. Ugh, I had to turn it off. It was a bit of a struggle. Jim slept at my feet. I tied him down to the table. The dogs were outside. Jim had his first true backyard experience on a long lead. We had introduced Tazz to Jim the night before. There were some issues. But we worked them out. Now they're great friends. Tazz is 10 years old so sometimes he's an old fart. Oh, did I mention Andrea's family really likes Jim and wishes that I would trade dogs with them? ROFL - I think that's highly amusing. But Jim is all mine bitches. I had a bunch of food at their house. I learned how to make a pizza and pizza puffs. Chicken tenders were baked. Hehe, all good food. I can't wait till I have an oven of my own. I did fall back asleep around 11 and woke up again at 4 PM. Then the dinner making was in progress. They can't blame me if I didn't get enough sleep because of their loudness. LOL - right? We left Andrea's place around 8:50 PM. I got back to my room and feed and took Jim out. His tummy must've been feeling nasty or he ate something while he was outside with Tazz. Let's just say, cleanup on the parking spot was not easy. Andrea and I left for the party we were supposed to go to. We walked for a long time, got lost and finally got there. It was a party with a cross dressing theme. I wore my black hoodie and huge shorts and a cap. We got there to find out it was really lame. There was no one there. Andrea and I left and walked all the way back to my room. Sad day... She didn't want to go home so she spent time in my room watching Stairway to Heaven. I didn't care, but I got really tired and she was still there at 1 AM when we had left the lame party at 10:45 PM. Ah well.... I talked to Adam for a while when she was gone. Then I actually did something I haven't done in a long time. I went to bed at 2 AM.
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Sunday: Sarah called me at 11:50 AM asking if I wanted to go to brunch. Eh, why not? I haven't seen the girl in a week. I went up there and she wasn't there. She came about two minutes after. We ate and talked. I had a waffle, a bite of a sausage in a blanket (ick), garlic mashed potatoes, some salad, a piece of cake, Jello, two glasses of tea, rootbeer, and my new favorite drink: a mixture of Slice orange soda, sierra mist, and mountain dew. Yayness.... *smile* I brought the banana nut muffin back with me. I threw away some of the salad, a stale croissant, the cake I didn't finish, and the bagel that was stale. Sucky, I'm a bad person for throwing away so much. But I can't stand stale food. It's icky.... I returned to my hall and smelled something really nasty as soon as I opened the entrance door. "Oh shit..." was my first thought. There was no pun intended, but that was the scene that I faced when I got to my room. I opened my door and found Jim looking awful guilty on his tie down. He did a #2 as nasty as it could be with his upset tummy. It took me forever to clean up. I muttered to myself as I scrubbed and cleaned. The smell was unbearable. I went out to the dumpster and threw out the bag. Courtesy is vital when you're living in a dorm IMO. I returned and sprayed the hall with vanilla air sanitizer until I couldn't breathe. I put my oil heater on and poured six drops of the apple oil I had. My room is still smelly a bit, but it's not causing a gag reflex anymore. I'm not mad at Jim. I'm mad at myself for not watching him and letting my friend tell me it's ok to leave him alone. I really hope the stomach thing is not serious. If his stool is not good still tonight and tomorrow morning, then I'm calling the vet. I still have to clean his ears too. Ugh, so much to do....
