I want some.
And so does he.
My biology professor cancelled class today to go turkey hunting.
I'm currently on strike as far as reading my book for African-American Lit. It's vulgar/pornographic.
I went to the french table today and spoke french for a half hour straight. I knew we had to have five of these "cultural linguistic points" all semester long, but I didn't realize each activity only counted for one point. OOPS. I was just going to watch one movie and have that count for five points. Swing and a miss!
Check this guy out:
Waldo Geraldo Faldo
So right now, I was supposed to be trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. But it's a big decision and I'm scared and nothing goes according to plan anyways. Does anyone really get to do what they want in life? Whatever. I don't know what I want to do and I don't like being asked repeatedly. When I figure it out, I'll let you know.
