I had good post written just a minute ago...

But I lost it. Anyways, I was saying before how the last few weeks have been a lot to deal with, but the last few days of this week made everything better. On top of that, today I filed my taxes and am getting $239 back. Can't complain about that, especially after I thought I was going to have to pay out. Or put out, depending on how hot the IRS lady was. But I'm in the clear and should get a check in the mail within 4 weeks. I better deposit it soon otherwise I might be walking on campus and get jumped for it by some thugs I've seen around. I even took their picture of the one I see the most...


Sally is so hood. 

Straight up gangsta' right there. Speaking of that, I was walking out of the bank in Renton, and there was a lady on the bench in front just smoking weed. At first I was thinking, I know that smell, and when I looked at her, smelled some more and saw what she had in her hand, I was saying to myself, "Now that is straight up gangsta' right there." On another weird note related to the bank, I checked my balance and $111.05 extra just showed up in my account this morning. I called a little while ago to figure out where it came from and all they could say for sure what that it originated in California. My sister couldn't have done it since it's a new account and so I have no clue where that money came from. I won't spend any of it though since it'll probably disappear by Monday and I'm going to go talk to them about it anyways.

I've been taking a lot of pictures again lately. It makes me feel vibrant. I can't explain why, other than the fact that I can look back at the world for years to come now through that photo the same way I saw it for only a few seconds. So if I pop up in your face and tell you to smile, just do it.

It dawned on me the other day as to why I come into conflict with a lot of people. Pride sometimes is an issue in my family, and I think that people have different sources of that pride, no doubt about it. For me, my pride is the result of morality, integrity and character. But for a lot of people, not just in my family, their morality, integrity and character are the result of their pride. So long as they keep face, then they think they've been upright and moral about the issue at hand. But to me, even if I lose face, I don't care so long as I can go to sleep with a clean conscious at night after it all. Just something I've been thinking about. I'll get back to you later about it.

On a closing note, I have to figure out living arrangements for next year. Not quite sure what's going on, but I need to get it all together real soon so I can start making plans. Otherwise, I might end up in some rundown building as a squatter trying to save my few possessions from hooligans. Ha! That word hooligans sounds like something Molly Horne-Brine would say. I miss Molly. I think Sally reminds me a lot of Molly.

But there you have it folks, my update as of Saturday night. I made a lot of the money I'd lost in the last two weeks back in just a few days, have enjoyed some paid time off from work, and adore a girl who lives in McCarty like nobody else. Can you blame a guy? After all, she's an angel.

Just for clarification, I don't actually have a crush on Sally, she just makes my day.

Use the buddy system while on campus late at night. Otherwise someone might jump you for your kicks, like these bad boys right here:

Drop dem nike's off your ass.