so after seventeen years of ball bustin'....or something....i am finally there. at that all mighty point of.....fuck i dont even know what im saying, this is worse than my little 2 paragraph thing about the ultimate fighter dude in english....but what im saying is IM IN COLLEGE NOW. its offical. and its also pretty official that i'm not really diggin' it. but its okay. i mean its much, much better than the school of high. but at ze same time, i dono. its weird. it'll take some getting used to.
firsttt i have history. at ten in the am. its in a portable and my professor is hilarious. hes from new york, more specifically brooklyn, and you can tell. i'm pretty sure hes anti-bush. and thatll make for some good times considering i am fairly positive there are at least 2 die hard republicans in there. which is weird, because we're like 18......die hard my ass. mmmmmhmmmmmmmm so that was that. he was entertaining. i figured we'd have a good semester in there when he started refering to star wars. duh. its going to be good.
i also met two girls in there, which.......yeah.....i wasnt planning on meeting anyone but whatever. things happen. for a reason. so fuck yeah. stephanie and ashley. both were very nice. after class, ashley had a 30 minute break inbetween history and when she had college algebra...so we went and walked around, got ot know eachother...she works with jenny perez. whom i miss her crazyness.
from thereee i walked with her to the F building to make sure i knew where i was going....but i still had another like hour before my class started. anyways, i went there and on the way i saw dustin and becca. HOLLA. also, i saw cally clarke. which was actually nice. i miss her. umm lets see, so yeah i was walking back to commons when i saw sarah gregory aka- marshall's boo. so we actually hung out for the rest of my break, basically. that was a'ight.
college algebra was far more hilarious than i could have expected. i got there sorta early. and then like was sort of zoned out by the time all the seats started filling up. and then someone came to sit next to me, and i looked up, and it was caleb hernandez. whom i havent seen since sophomore year...when we had algebra 2 together. so that was pretty cool. we started making jokes about things and it was alright. then the professor really set it off. hes so crazy, but i think its okay. and this...this is the thing that set caleb and i off into multiple fits of giggles.......so the professor has a hard time remembering students names. simple enough, right? i figured he was just going to follow that up by saying "so don't bother telling me the correct way to say your name..." blahblahblah something like that. but OH NO. he proceeds to pull out a video camera. and explains that the only way he can remember names and faces and such is to record someone saying their name. weird point 1. so he starts going around the room and everyone starts saying their name. and he like, individually comes up to each one of us. and caleb and i were joking constantly about it, when he was out of ear shot, and saying things like "its okay, it'll all be over in a second".......and when i explained this to dustin, he mentioned that it reminded him of mysterious skin. AND when we were saying our names i thought of that. a cross between that and dane cook where i wanted to be like HEY I'M ALI FRIEDMAN.......REMEMBER MEEEEEEEEEE.
anyway, after that we did like, reviews of math. caleb and i sucked. until i started kicking ass. and so did he. we only fucked up once. but i said an answer aloud and i was right, and caleb just looked at me and said, "you fucking asshole..." and i started laughing and my face turned red, apparently. so great. i have a good feeling that caleb is going to make that class a lot more interesting.
from thereeee i went to english. which was a shitfuck all by itself. i think it'll be an okay class. the professor seems quite nice. although i wasnt really down for getting thrown into random groups with people and then having to interview them, then SAY ALOUD TO THE CLASS what we wrote. but its okay. apparently we're going to do alot more independent writing and such...which i'm looking forward to.
so that was basically my day. im glad dustin is in english with me, because if not, i dont think there woudl be anyone else i knew well enough to quitely mock people with. MMMMBJMHMMMHAHAAAHMMMM.
i am pretty tired as of right this very second.
tomorrow i am:
not doing shiiiiiiit besides getting my hair cut
then watching laguna beach
HAH im such a badass.