soundtrak: john mayer: clarity (sessions@aol single)
today was a long day. i'm tired. classes were ok; most of them are in the morning, except this ethics class on wednesday evenings. yay.
i think that bbq is the only person that would call me at 7 in the morning... (well, except maybe T; but when he called at 4, he was drunk in a club...). i called him back after my morning bank of classes.
"when's your birthday?" he asked me. i told him: february 1st.
"yeah, i figured it was some of those winter months... well, i don't know why i remembered (didn't he just ask me when the date was?), but happy early birthday!" are you kidding me? i told him to write that date down; he should know by now. i'm gonna get him a day planner for his birthday.
(T trying to talk to me on the phone and watch l.aw and ord.er at the same time? i told him to call me back...)
so we were eating dinner today; moms, grandmoms and dad, when dad asks me the status of my whole graduate school experience (whatever.). i tell him the update; i'm in (yeah y'all, i'm in), but i'm still waiting on paperwork. then he starts, like he always starts, saying how i should 'pat my back' that i got in, but now 'here comes the hard part' and how i should be ready for it. after all the stuff and interviews (lots and lots of interviews...) that i went through... i mean, don't you think i know what i'm getting myself into.. anyways, i think that was the closest thing to 'congratulations' i was going to get from him, so i took it. mom wants rent (i don't know why she's asking now when i'm getting less then what i was getting at the jobby-job). i'm looking for another place.
grandmoms is leaving on monday. despite the language barrier (yo, i understand, but speaking is another thing...), i really enjoy the times just sitting with her. i know i don't have alot of time to do it and i know she won't be here forever, so i cherish it. i finally figured out where i get the cheeks from (from all you umbc people that know... always pinching my cheeks and whatnot...); definitely the moms' side.
grandmoms' departure throws a wrench into plans with T and crispy. well, we don't even know what we were going to do anyways. maybe we'll try something sunday.
anyways, it's time for me to sleep. lata.
peace.
today was a long day. i'm tired. classes were ok; most of them are in the morning, except this ethics class on wednesday evenings. yay.
i think that bbq is the only person that would call me at 7 in the morning... (well, except maybe T; but when he called at 4, he was drunk in a club...). i called him back after my morning bank of classes.
"when's your birthday?" he asked me. i told him: february 1st.
"yeah, i figured it was some of those winter months... well, i don't know why i remembered (didn't he just ask me when the date was?), but happy early birthday!" are you kidding me? i told him to write that date down; he should know by now. i'm gonna get him a day planner for his birthday.
(T trying to talk to me on the phone and watch l.aw and ord.er at the same time? i told him to call me back...)
so we were eating dinner today; moms, grandmoms and dad, when dad asks me the status of my whole graduate school experience (whatever.). i tell him the update; i'm in (yeah y'all, i'm in), but i'm still waiting on paperwork. then he starts, like he always starts, saying how i should 'pat my back' that i got in, but now 'here comes the hard part' and how i should be ready for it. after all the stuff and interviews (lots and lots of interviews...) that i went through... i mean, don't you think i know what i'm getting myself into.. anyways, i think that was the closest thing to 'congratulations' i was going to get from him, so i took it. mom wants rent (i don't know why she's asking now when i'm getting less then what i was getting at the jobby-job). i'm looking for another place.
grandmoms is leaving on monday. despite the language barrier (yo, i understand, but speaking is another thing...), i really enjoy the times just sitting with her. i know i don't have alot of time to do it and i know she won't be here forever, so i cherish it. i finally figured out where i get the cheeks from (from all you umbc people that know... always pinching my cheeks and whatnot...); definitely the moms' side.
grandmoms' departure throws a wrench into plans with T and crispy. well, we don't even know what we were going to do anyways. maybe we'll try something sunday.
anyways, it's time for me to sleep. lata.
peace.
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