Anyways,
Classes start on Thursday, and I've already spent 2 afternoons too many chatting it up with Haynie in her office. It's nice to get back into the schooling frame of mind though. I thougth i was going to have to throw a hissy fit in the advisors office about getting overridden into a history class since 98% of them were closed (the 2% included Honors something else that only had 4 open spot to begin with) But I happened to lookat the classes again, and there was ONE open seat in the history class I wanted, with the teacher I had for the first one, so I snagged it. thank GOD. An advisor survives another day.
Anyone that hung out with me 2 weeks ago knows about my funked up tooth thanks to a douchebag apple. I though that when I bit into the fella that a piece of the apple-skin got stuck between my teef, and it annoyed me to no end, and BELIEVE me I let everyone know about it. I almost left a party early so I could go home and try flossing again. Now 2 weeks later the damage is showing itself in the form of my chipped retainer, one of those really sexy ones that are glued to the inside of your teef. First I could only feel the tiny tiny space between my tooth and the cement stuff, but my grilled cheese at Spanky's today chipped off a little nugget of it and I chomped down on the guy, ouch. So now there's a sharp little edge of the chipped cement I can stop playing with. Going to the Doc on Thursday to look like a dumbass in front of some 12-year olds that are getting braces put on, and I can't seem to keep my orthodontic act together.
Saturday night was a doozy. Certainly didn't end how I planned. Looking back at my bar tab for the night, trust me, my $14 did not cause that much damage. Hurricane Paco is the culprit, Megan will testify. I could write paragraph after paragraph of all the stupid shit I did, but thats not cute, I'm certainly not proud of it. I never like getting the text from Steph saying "I've never seen you that fucked up!" But I do remember a girl in the bathroom applauding my correct use of "whom" despite my mental state. My only damage control: Jared, I'm sorry. I was actin' a fool. :-/
Ms. Haynie wants me to come speak to her class on Monday about my internship over the summer. I was real excited till I realized I was the enemy!!! She's notorious for keeping the class for the full scheduled class time on the first day of classes. BAHH a whole three hours, I've sat through that mess. But I'm giving my schpeel after she goes over the syllabus with the class, when everyone is really antsy to leave. To those of you who are in her 4:00 Surface Design class, I'm gonna try to make it interesting, funny, and short.
While looking through pics to use for my presentation/schpeel thing, I found some New York pics I never posted, so here's some exciting fun:
The view on a pretty day!
Living room
My room. My bed = zebra suitcase
The root of all evil. damn bathroom.
Union Square
;-)
Laura's cheese tots :((((( SICK --love ya laura.
Pi on my m&m
Pauleen's DRINK at Max Brenner. wtf
My dessert at Max Brenner :)
