FUCK MY LIFE.
October 7, 2009
WEEK5
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[23] ITM301 lab3 due
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02:59 PM | stickied post | comment
Total FAIL.
November 1, 2009
FUCK.MY.LIFE.
So i went to frequency on friday with Viola for some halloween event and I ended up losing my phone and camera. I was holding it in my hand (stupid, i know) and there was some fight and some drunkass knocked it out of my hand. It dropped and i couldn't find it again, with all the strobe lights and retards crowding around tryna dance. I don't give a shit about the phone or camera as much, it's just my personal info and pictures and shit that I care about. I was so fuckin cheezed. I spent almost 2 hours trying to search the floor and freaking out looking for it, and I had like a dozen people ask if I was okay since I was practically crawling on the floor like I was drunk out of my mind. Jing was helping me look for it for a while too and he was nice enough to let me use his spare phone. Who carries two phones on them anyways? Luckily he did. What a shit night. I was actually happy when the club kicked people out cuz of a bigger fight and people getting arrested and other people losing their phones and gucci bag. I am one sadistic mutherfacker. Still fuckin pissed though, since I had so many pictures on the camera. Night was total shit, got a ride home from Stephanie.
On halloween I had work, and after work Loc came to pick me up. I was looking forward to seeing him all day. Chilled at his place, had a beer and chocolate and half of Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning. Ended up sleeping over and then going straight to work the next day. Now in search of a new camera. Sony or Canon?
11:22 PM | 1 commented
Dig.
October 20, 2009
Like yesterday, today has been a fairly unproductive day. My midterms are in two days and yet I'm still procrastinating so much. I really want to study with someone. Well, maybe not study, but be around someone who's studying and can take breaks with, sorta like a motivational coach. Who am I kidding. I just want to study with someone I love so I can sneak in kisses in between here and there so reading won't be as boring. I never get what I want. For this whole day all I've read was chapter 1 of my microeconomics book. I still have a long way to go and writing in this blog is just an excuse to not be studying.
I was going through my old emails and stumbled upon some emotional stuff from my past. It has reminded me of how weak I was, and to never be that weak again. In a way I'm still the same but I don't want to be so vulnerable anymore. I regret a lot of things. What I don't regret is the journey.
07:45 PM | comment
Sweet Dreams.
October 19, 2009
This morning I woke up from one of the best sleep I've ever had. I had a few crazy dreams before this one particular dream that I awoke from.
I was in a darkened classroom watching an educational film. Sitting off to the side were just me and a faceless stranger. He had a face, but that of which I do not recognize. Although seemingly unfamiliar I felt like I've known him. We were sitting close. He nudged me to sit in front of him and as I did, I felt him gently caressed the skin on my exposed back. I was receiving a massage that melted me to the touch. For a dream, that felt pretty damn good. I started tracing my fingers along his neck and back, carefully unbuttoning his shirt and admiring every contour of his torso. Everything felt so right, so intimate, so passionate. Just a single touch made me not want to wake up. But I did, and I just lay there hoping to fall back asleep to continue where we left off. Just me and this friendly stranger.
11:05 PM | comment
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October 17, 2009
A part of me is gone.
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