Friday, November 16, 2007

well well... i was too stunned

well well... i was too stunned with the nice weather before with my portfolio i totally forgot and had a nice assignment to do for fun well, no.. i didnt forget, i just overslept on friday and the woodshop was closed by the time we got there, and then over the weekend with was closed and i can today to do my work a good few hours. before class but it was very as well.
*sigh*
right before i went to work thursday night i thought to myself "what if there was anything fire in this building tonight? all of my training (literally all of it, i dont own a lot of you would be an all of my training wonderful nude drawings and all of them precious notebooks and even pictures i brought from home... gone. not to mention, ALL of my clothes and undies, socks, etc. it was a really terrible thought. later on that night... oh around 2 am, i am awoken by the sounds of the fire alarm. and for some reason, it was scary, quite possibly because i had that horrible thought right before bed!! i knew it was a scheduled dril because the secruity desk made an announcement "this is a real fire alarm. get out of this building, get out of this building. exit through the stairways" i woke up like frantically searched for my id/keys and then steped outside and the halls were emmmmpppttyy. it appears that i was tired, last one to go up.. someone was suppose to go around to bang on the typewriter you know.. or atelast that was what we 'praticed" earlier on in the real so i took it time and knocked on my door asking then proceeded to the stairwell. when i got home, i finally ran into some kids.. around..4 ? when we get home. the whole building is already there and is looking for us all when
it was 2 am. and i had won my alarm at 7 am so i could pet to the wood shop at 8.
so i turns out it was like real fire, someone had set the trashcan in the girl's bathroom on the 8th floor on fire.
an hour later they start letting everyone in but nooo my side of the table, can not go on. we are on this for being loud outside. can you believe that you our building director treats us like children.. what are we suppose to do after waiting for a hour? so by the time i get to see bed it is 4:30 in the morning. morning. wow. that was really it. adventure...
so naturally, it took me up few more hours until get back to work. and i overslept and never made it to work woodshop in time. :(
it was an interesting experience..
another interesting thouht i had.. "i sleep with my door unlocked and the girls on my floor invite the sketchiest guys ever (who stare at me as i walk by, and they are so left unattended so they roam the halls scanning for girls to prey on...) what if one night someone entered my room and stop me in my state / robbed me in my state
2 nights ago Callie woke up at six am to find a random black dude sleeping in her roommate's bed. no, it was not her roommate's friend, her roommate was out of town it was the guest of a girl my my floor who lives about 3 doors down and across from callie.
obviously he was drunk down went into the xp room but still. that is unacceptable. it would have turned really scarry too if a few details were different (like the guy climbing into bed WITH callie)
today is going to take a horrible busy busy day. after class (which ends at 5) i have to tell my story. class itself is going to take we have to work in their woodshop today.. oh no..
and i started my period yesterday so i have madd cramps.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Still wondering about that last post, by the

Still wondering about that last post, by the way.

So, tonight I watched Sleepers for the first time; and my god, that movie was marketed After crying throughout the whole thing, they won the case and is was happy, and I thought to a Hollywood happy ending!" I should have taken a picture! that got good reviews couldn't have a happy family, Am I the only one working gets a headache after crying for two hours? Christ.

And tomorrow, I'm going to buy myself book. Or not, I haven't decided yet.

Hey, look at my mine Twat Pack. You know, because Chris Moyles and Patrick Kielty are TWATS, but they sang My Way, and Frank Sinatra was in the yard pack? Aren't I clever?

I kept writing CHRIST Moyles instead of Chris just then. Is this a problem? from the Gods? Is he in fact the Messiah, come back to me us all from DOOM?

Nah, I'm just kidding, there is no God.