"Don't shut up. Wait, do shut up"
The above quotation was the closing statement made in my Special Topics seminar. I don't know how i'm going to handle three and a half months of talking about philosophical approaches to the concept of "love". Today we discussed the idea of love as an "art" and the absurdity of "marketing oneself" and bla bla bla. There is this awesome guy who sits in the back and wears a bit hat who either just spent six months in Florida or in a tanning bed who had the audacity to say that "all women just want a rock on their finger! Come on!"; the uproar was phenomenal. I think that we (girls) should get over idiots like that. I mean, he's clearly presented himself as one, why bother getting bent out of shape about it. I just don't like it when people go all crazy over someone who obviously isn't worth it. But I still loved the drama. Anyways, I spent the class making lists of things I need to get done this week and what groceries I want to buy.
We have no food. On Saturday night I made a big messy plate of fries out of complete hunger desperation. I ate in in Nicole's bed and it was sooooooooooooooooooooo good. I put garlic, taco spice, salt, pepper, mayonaise, and red pepper stuff on it.
I saw The Grass play. They were good. I liked it when the Dawgfather made an (unexpected) appearance and Matt gave him a free cd and pin. I also liked that Willis' parents were drunk and dancing with their beer. It was fun but I wish it wasn't so packed. I also realized why I never pay for (good) beer at bars: 5.50 for a Carona!
I have to go meet Nicole. This entry was pointless.
The above quotation was the closing statement made in my Special Topics seminar. I don't know how i'm going to handle three and a half months of talking about philosophical approaches to the concept of "love". Today we discussed the idea of love as an "art" and the absurdity of "marketing oneself" and bla bla bla. There is this awesome guy who sits in the back and wears a bit hat who either just spent six months in Florida or in a tanning bed who had the audacity to say that "all women just want a rock on their finger! Come on!"; the uproar was phenomenal. I think that we (girls) should get over idiots like that. I mean, he's clearly presented himself as one, why bother getting bent out of shape about it. I just don't like it when people go all crazy over someone who obviously isn't worth it. But I still loved the drama. Anyways, I spent the class making lists of things I need to get done this week and what groceries I want to buy.
We have no food. On Saturday night I made a big messy plate of fries out of complete hunger desperation. I ate in in Nicole's bed and it was sooooooooooooooooooooo good. I put garlic, taco spice, salt, pepper, mayonaise, and red pepper stuff on it.
I saw The Grass play. They were good. I liked it when the Dawgfather made an (unexpected) appearance and Matt gave him a free cd and pin. I also liked that Willis' parents were drunk and dancing with their beer. It was fun but I wish it wasn't so packed. I also realized why I never pay for (good) beer at bars: 5.50 for a Carona!
I have to go meet Nicole. This entry was pointless.
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