Another College Experience
Nov. 10th, 2005 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tabular_rasaThis time, it doesn't actually INVOLVE me, lol . . .
I was just walking on my way to the library for the hour between lunch and my Crossing Borders class, during which I usually spend time (attempting) writing my NaNo, and possibly updating this, when I can get one of those private booths when I can ensure I am not capable of being looked over my shoulder and read what I am doing . . .
. . . and there were streakers.
Yeah . . . so there were like five guys and two girls (and one girl was really slow and had trouble with keeping her mask on), and they all just dashed across the front of the library while I was still walking across the quad towards it, and . . . there you go. There was a guy running after them, just filming it, and people were cheering like crazy, lol . . . most of the people around me, though, were just like, "What the heck???"
So that was interesting.
Lisa is not pleased that everyone went to give her twenty pennies for the twenty cents needed within the price of our Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire tickets. I think it's funny . . . but, well, yeah, that is annoying. Sorry, Lisa. I'll wrap up your pennies nicely in kleenex with a little bow ^_^
. . . and just think: If Henry, Patricia, Keith, and I ALL pay you in pennies, then you only need twenty more pennies and then you have a dollar. That is one hundred pennies. You could buy yourself some dollar socks with one hundred pennies, and really piss off the cashier lady, the way we pissed off you . . .
(Lol, I love you, Lisa!)
I feel better, can you tell? I think maybe I just needed to eat something . . . even if it DOES make me gain weight . . . gaa, stupid working functions of the world . . .
I still didn't read Crossing Borders, though. Ahh, well, screw it.
I'm still going to fail Japanese, though . . .
I was just walking on my way to the library for the hour between lunch and my Crossing Borders class, during which I usually spend time (attempting) writing my NaNo, and possibly updating this, when I can get one of those private booths when I can ensure I am not capable of being looked over my shoulder and read what I am doing . . .
. . . and there were streakers.
Yeah . . . so there were like five guys and two girls (and one girl was really slow and had trouble with keeping her mask on), and they all just dashed across the front of the library while I was still walking across the quad towards it, and . . . there you go. There was a guy running after them, just filming it, and people were cheering like crazy, lol . . . most of the people around me, though, were just like, "What the heck???"
So that was interesting.
Lisa is not pleased that everyone went to give her twenty pennies for the twenty cents needed within the price of our Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire tickets. I think it's funny . . . but, well, yeah, that is annoying. Sorry, Lisa. I'll wrap up your pennies nicely in kleenex with a little bow ^_^
. . . and just think: If Henry, Patricia, Keith, and I ALL pay you in pennies, then you only need twenty more pennies and then you have a dollar. That is one hundred pennies. You could buy yourself some dollar socks with one hundred pennies, and really piss off the cashier lady, the way we pissed off you . . .
(Lol, I love you, Lisa!)
I feel better, can you tell? I think maybe I just needed to eat something . . . even if it DOES make me gain weight . . . gaa, stupid working functions of the world . . .
I still didn't read Crossing Borders, though. Ahh, well, screw it.
I'm still going to fail Japanese, though . . .
