One Day....at a time
So yeah, today was the first day of school for the new semester. It was vera cold, and wet, but I continuously amaze myself with how little anything really bothers me. I mean, of course I complain, what would be the fun of suffering if you couldn't complain, but its really mainly just commiseration complaining.
Today Mom dropped me off on campus at 11 and said "I'll pick you up at Etech at 8 O clock." This brought up two fascinating questions, no 1, what am I gonna do for an hour until my first class, and no 2, how am I gonna get to work. Cop out answers, or at least anti social answers, immediatly popped up, "I will sit at the computers in the library for an hour," and "I will walk to work (it will be very far, I will suffer terrible agonies, I will become a stronger man." Don't even doubt that I said all these things to myself. Don't even doubt it.) At that moment I met a wonderful and beautiful woman walking down the sidewalk, shivering. It was Heather and, shockingly, she was overjoyed to see me. She's really the greatest lady and I'm vera glad that she's about to be in my family, and she told me that she would have been friends with me even if she wasn't marrying my brother, and that made me happy, and I carried her books for her and then hung out with her until noon and it was great. She also kindly offered to take me to ETech after my classes. That was a very good thing, cuz walking really would have been harsh, and no one would really have even cared. Classes were classes and hillarious people in the music building were my friends. I remembered that I love to talk to Billy and Jimmy, and so I did.
I'm so amazed at how fun it is to be friends with so many people and to have random people walk by and say "Sup Yerkes!"
I also discovered that I might be racist against white people. Hey, I hate telemarketers and am one, why can't I hate white people and be one?
And on that note, I will depart to write yet another paper,
taTa
Today Mom dropped me off on campus at 11 and said "I'll pick you up at Etech at 8 O clock." This brought up two fascinating questions, no 1, what am I gonna do for an hour until my first class, and no 2, how am I gonna get to work. Cop out answers, or at least anti social answers, immediatly popped up, "I will sit at the computers in the library for an hour," and "I will walk to work (it will be very far, I will suffer terrible agonies, I will become a stronger man." Don't even doubt that I said all these things to myself. Don't even doubt it.) At that moment I met a wonderful and beautiful woman walking down the sidewalk, shivering. It was Heather and, shockingly, she was overjoyed to see me. She's really the greatest lady and I'm vera glad that she's about to be in my family, and she told me that she would have been friends with me even if she wasn't marrying my brother, and that made me happy, and I carried her books for her and then hung out with her until noon and it was great. She also kindly offered to take me to ETech after my classes. That was a very good thing, cuz walking really would have been harsh, and no one would really have even cared. Classes were classes and hillarious people in the music building were my friends. I remembered that I love to talk to Billy and Jimmy, and so I did.
I'm so amazed at how fun it is to be friends with so many people and to have random people walk by and say "Sup Yerkes!"
I also discovered that I might be racist against white people. Hey, I hate telemarketers and am one, why can't I hate white people and be one?
And on that note, I will depart to write yet another paper,
taTa
posted by Feanor at 9:18 PM
2 Comments:
for some reason i'm very suspicious of the truth of your statement "nothing really bothers me." sometimes it's hard not to allow things to bother you when you complain about them. i hope that paper goes well. you should try to get it done really early before the next one is due. let me know if you need any help practicing spanish. i could use it too, if we have the time. and thanks for carrying heather's books. she appreciated that. talk to you soon bro.
obviously i meant "how little anything really bothers me."
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