| Meet me out in the parking lot |
[Jul. 24th, 2006|05:04 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | American Apparel | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  exhausted | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Tom Jones - Sex Bomb | ] |
And dont forget to bring your wind up toy, bitsch.
Yesterday me and my friends went and saw Brick for the second time since we were originally going to go see My Super Ex Girlfriend and sneak in KFC Famous Bowls but we would have been late to the 7:40 showing so we decided to go see it another time and instead catch the 8:30 Brick showing instead so we went to the grocery store and bought Lunchables to sneak in, so while we were there me and Kitty went over to the wind up toys so we could add to our wind up toy armies and this time we decided to get the fish ones (so far we each have a dinosaur, a box of juice and a soda can, next time we might get robots) so anyway we got our snacks and me and Kitty were out in the parking lot waiting for our other friends to buy their stuff and so we decided to battle our fish right there in the Albertson's parking lot and Chelsea came out and took a picture of us battling our fish like pokemon and mine totally kicked Kitty's ass. But we will have a rematch. And film it.
I got my black kid book and then I left it at work again but now I have it again. I cant wait to get these formal and informal conversations out of the way so I can finally toss it. |
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| Now a black innercity ghetto youth wont go to Brown. |
[Jul. 23rd, 2006|10:17 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Breanne's house. | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Tom Jones - Sex Bomb | ] |
Good fuking job New College!
(If you havent heard the word, New College sends all its incoming freshman class every year a different book to read over the summer so that everyone has something in common, this year they sent A Hope in the Unseen, which is about some black innercity ghetto youth who overcomes obstacles blah blah and gets a good education blah blah, or atleast thats what I gathered from reading the back of the book)
I had failed to see how on earth some 100 white suburban kids going to a nerd school would be able to get anything out of this (especially me) plus I was already busy reading the young adult series Uglies/Pretties/Specials so I had a lot on plate, so I gave my copy to the stockguy at American Apparel. You know, pay it forward and all that shit. So now after doing this wonderful gesture which Im sure was going to get me a shitload of karma points, New College now sends me a letter saying not to forget my ghetto black kid book because there will be FORMAL and INFOMAL conversations about it during orientation. So now not only do I have to take my ghetto black kid book back from the American Apparel stockguy but then I have to read and probably even highlight some shit too. Now I have to buy a fucking highlighter. |
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