And Then There Were 3...

Wee! I have readers! _ambivalence_(Kendall), I'd love to link trade. Up you go. Now I have someone else to read about and make snide comments. =D

Anyways, here's the soapbox/list rundown of death...
School is slowly eating my mind. I can feel it dribble from my earholes. The advisor today told me that the early math-oriented classes in EE train my mind to be "more like an engineer". Let me tell you what lady: if engineers do math problems all day, solving them from their head without notes or tables, I'm going to take up acting and become a waiter or something. Screw this. YOUR problem is that YOU were beaten into submission by the professors you had during your day! You know, the type of guys who believed that women weren't good enough to be engineers and such. So you became a part of the system just to fit in... but really, how many engineers crank on the math? None that I know.

A certain girl from Texas called last night... and I blew 2 hours talking about... stuff.
It's completely random, and usually hilarious.
Why does she have to live in Texas?
Because God hates me. 8)

Lovely how things work, right?

I think Andy's going to be in trouble if random women keep sending him Shout Outs... For invisible people, they talk an awful lot.
And while you were first, I do it better...

Justin:
No, you're just fucked up. And your poems... they should be songs. Poetry doesn't need to rhyme.
You're pissed that you can't steal music... well, just listen to this sad song I have to play on this violin between my fingers. Then again, you buy more CD's than half the USA put together, so I guess it's okay.

JB:
Uhm... beat the shit out of the guy next time. It'll make you feel better! =D Hell, it might even solve that cold.

Val:
I'm pretty sorry too. A ring is a symbol of love, but it's also a good bribe to keep the golddigger out of your pocket for awhile. Eh, I'm not that angsty, I just have to find a place where I can meet some new friends here at school.

Kendall:
You seem like a cool girl. Don't let 'them' get you down. Oh, and public exhibitionism is okay... as long as everyone's too drunk to remember. 8)
I recommend staying as FAR away from ex's as possible. Mine still stalks me... and it creeps me out. 80

And Canada, well... We know one Canadian... And she freaks us out most times... I'm happy to see you have a healthy hatred of us American types. =D


God damn it.
I wasted... an hour, reading pages and writing this shit.

Back the the grindstone.

'Til my bones spark...


I feel: 8) Lazy