Hay.

You know I used to call that out all the time to my parents and they'd always yell back "hay's for horses Brian!". Man, I got grammar lessons early on.. how 1337 is that?

In a sudden change of pace I got up and went to the Brea mall today rather than the so-much-cooler spectrum. Oh well, I still got me some t-shirts, which I somewhat need. I was talking with my mom on the way back home about what's going to happen when I'm in college. She asked me "how often are you going to visit me?". I thought I was being somewhat reasonable when I said "ohh.. about once every month" and she totally exploded. There was blood and guts everywhere!!



Well.. actually blood was only coming out of her eyes and nose. After she got out of shock though, she told me that 12 times a year was totally unexceptable. I caught myself before saying "what are you gonna do about it?", but it leads me to ponder what the hell she would do about it? I just ended it by telling her that she should come and visit me. Then again that might not be the best idea depending on what kind of collegeboy I turn into.

Actually, something she did say made me laugh. We were on the subject of leaving for college still and she said "Well maybe I should just stop talking to you now so it doesnt hurt so much when you leave!" I laughed with her and immediately told her that this is the exact controversy that goes on in my mind nowadays. Leaving my friends (and might I say, family) at Troy is going to be damn hard, but I've gone through that before.

So I got home and finished the movie I was watching for today, the Bourne Identity. I dont know why people think it sucks so much. It's choreography wasnt excellent, and the car chase scene didnt really get my blood pumping (although the song that went along with the chase was excellente), but the excellent storyline makes up for it all. I wanna see the "Supremacy" now, but I think I'll end up waiting till it comes out on TiVO before watching it. After all, I'm a biggie on free things.

Yeah, so after that I sat down on my bed and realized I got 150 pages of American History to read. I must say I somewhat regret not taking more initiative at getting in that damn class earlier. (for those of you who dont know, I was misplaced in another class and took my time getting a schedule change) I have come to a new conclusion about school: I hate it. Man I despise homework, even though I dont devote alot of thought to it. I'd rather be doing a thousand other things.

Speaking of which, hehe, I actually meant to come online sometime this weekend and catch up with my e-buddies.. but for once in my lifetime I physically could not go online because my weekend has been so busy. That's really cool because I like being busy.

Speaking of e-buddies, those damn slackers known as UC College Students still havent started school. What lucky punks. I wanna trade them places for a couple of days. Last week was bad enough with 4 days of school, I'd rather not know what 5 days is like.

Holy shizznuts. It's 9:08. Eight minutes past my bedtime! I gotta get up damn early (~5:30) tommorow so I can have time to stop by a gas station and refill my poor car. I'll think of something more creative and crazy to write tommorow.
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