Still going strong without a nap today...
Mari hit me in Chicano Studies to wake me up. I sit in the first row too, so that couldn't have gone over well with Professor Gamboa. I did, however, hand in a killer midterm, if I do say so myself. There are those times when you know you've just aced it and there's nothing to worry about. You go home knowing full well that whatever you get on it will have been what you earned because you worked hard for it. Then there are those times, like in ESC or Psych where you just fuck up and you think to yourself...

Did I just get hit by a mid-term or a Mac truck?

Sometimes you fuck up so bad on tests that you would rather have had the truck hit you. But no, not this time. This time I did well because I knew my stuff. I guess studying does help after all. So would sleeping. I haven't done much of either since Monday. I wanna keep it up just to see how long I can go like this. I swear, I'm going to keel over and die at 27 from my eating habits, compounded with my sleeping habits. In all seriousness though, things are going good. I just need to pick up a few more hours of studying here at home and at the library. There are those times when you've spent so much time in a study room at Suzzallo or Odegard that you think to yourself...

...Even if I don't have a rope, I'm going out the 3rd story windows.

But they see to it that you need to return the key. OR ELSE! No joke, just take a look at the damn thing and how locked up they got it. Shit, like anyone would want to steal the key to a study room. It's as though it were a sacred religious relic that can't be out of their control for too long.

Suzzalo's Commandments or some shit, ya know?

On lighter notes, I've managed to figure out what I'm registering for next quarter. Tomorrow morning at 6am, here I come Anthropology 208, Math 120 and Political Science 203. If I fuck up in math and blow my chances for a degree in Economics, well then, Polisci, here I come. Wish me luck. On a closing note, this post was all about the pictures. I picked them first, then wrote it out. I just really get a kick out of these three. I need to keep it up and get some funny shots of more people. So when you see me coming your way on campus, just be yourself, it's bound to look strange enough.

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Word. This is Bob, from work. your blog is good shit, man.
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