WARNING WARNING! DANGER DANGER!

yooo way cool.

so like i hate class. and what do you know, i have exactly 5 days of class left. and then 2 weeks off to get drunk and party with my ex-boyfriend (aka joel-e-pole-y) ... and by that I mean studying. because i need to. at least i am passing all my courses, that is a big plus i would imagine, eh? yay for passing, nay for failing. hard to believe this is second year, and after second year, i am half way through my uni career. holy crap. half way through? that means i am only two years away from living REAL life, with a family, and a job and a car. because the INSTANT you graduate all that INSTANTLY appears in your lap.

joel has been complaining a lot today. i am convinced he is a women and is currently PMSing (which really means he is my ex-girlfriend ... ewww nasty ... cuz that would be "one ugly panda bitch, i wouldn't fuck that with a kwala's dick" ... ohh i crack myself up sometimes. anyways, we were sitting in the bomber after eating (drinking?) our soup, and he says "lets go sit in the SLC" ... personally, i enjoyed the presence of TV. but i listened and we went and sat there for ... 2.5 minutes before joel had to complain "lets go somewhere else". joel, you sound like a women, you may not look like one, but my god do you ever sound like one.

so yeh. i think i am going to leave this crazy place. it's kinda not so pleasent in here.