Here I’m typing this blog while it’s ringing 11:30pm on my watch. You probably are thinking why would anyone right in This blog which probably will never exceed more than 20 viewers, at 11:30 o’clock about his fail life? And my answer to you would be in hope to bring the unity of our class together! Ehh that didn’t sound cool. But anyways….
After spending great weekend at a party getting drunk, by the way if you want to get drunk in style, try finding Taiwanese friends, they are AWESOME! At everything, seriously.(I hope that I didn’t violate any rules by promoting underage drinking.) Back to the story. Leaving home at 4pm Saturday and coming back 1pm on Sunday feeling like you just been to a boot camp is the best feeling in the world(sarcasm). Your stomach denied your existence and your eyes swollen from the lack of sleep, headache from the s**t it went through in the last 21 hours which brings me to the second best feeling, the hangover. I don’t think my vocabulary will let me describe it in all the colors, but basically if you ever have a feeling to puke at any sense of alcohol, be that seeing smelling or hearing the crispy stories from your friends…It wasn’t just regular teenager drinking. “Swallow as much as you can BRO!”. Just a classic wine in a glass, or at least that’s how it started. Won’t go into details. One thing I will advise you not to do. Go out in the middle of the night in t-shirt drunk to play sports, that might lead to accidental flue and possibly even worse.
Here comes Monday the perfect “do nothing day”, especially if you feel sick. Sitting all day at home trolling the internet and having a blast is great. I even read all the sociology homework and was so happy that I’ve done it all, boy was I wrong. Of course waking up today I realized that there was history homework due… All of a sudden I “start” feeling a hell of a lot worse, feels like my flue is getting worse. Oh, if only there was my mother to whom I could say something along the lines like “ Mommy, I feel so bad. I think I’m getting worse. Can I stay home today please?” But come on, this is not a dream and no mommy neither. I had to man up. And there I was standing and cooking those damned eggs with bacon next to a boiling pan of oatmeal. After taking shower inner me still tried to find a legitimate reason not to go to college. But it failed.
And now I was in class with all of you guys studying the great science of sociology and having so much fun. Joe was great as always, I truly envy you for your talent to make the class be so much more fun brother. (sarcasm?)Here comes the history class and here come I with no homework. Well what can you do? Have take it like a man huh? Strangely couple of classmates were absent, unusually big amount. I wonder why? I hope you guys realize this is not High School and I believe professor does not care if you were absent or not, the grade still goes down. It was all fun and jokes of course he didn’t even demand the homework, just asked us to hand it in at the end. There was I flying out of the class like a rocket before he could spot me. Success!
After getting some food I and 2 other amazing friends of mine decided to go to the gaming room and check it out. It was fun. I used all my sleek socializing tricks and met a bunch of cool people, even played with a couple of them in billiard, foosball, and table tennis. Well I lost to everybody at billiard and ping pong but I’m still standing with record 13-2 in foosball J. That’s because I think that game is just pure luck in my opinion. I had a chance to do or at least start my history homework there but didn’t feel like it since Vance told me he had done it in an hour, for me that would be probably 2 hours. Not bad, I got plenty of time. So I’ve lost to this senior while playing billiard and being one ball away from wining. So close! But oh well a loss is a loss. Having nothing better to do I went to the library to hopefully do some homework there. Coming into the library building I was alone since Vance and Royan have kindly left me. As I was sitting down I checked my watch and it was 4 pm. Not bad. I got time to check my websites and even see couple of “the office” series. I hate TV but I can’t stay away from this show for some weird reason. It’s fun to see other people make fools out of themselves in a new way isn’t it? All of a sudden I get a phone call. Looking at the tiny screen I see it reads “incoming call: Chanel (excuse my spelling of this name if it’s wrong). Picking it up I hear the following. “Hi Edward, this is Chanel from *** company. Remember we were supposed to have an interview today at 3 o’clock about you working here?” After all these interviews I’ve been trough I have acquired a little bit of experience talking to so called “employers”. My response to her was “Sorry, I’ve forgotten(even though I haven’t, I knew this place was a scam). Let me just ask you this one question. Is the job commission based?” And here we go… She went through all this hard work trying to answer that question in a way to make me believe I was crazy not to show up. She even mentioned something along the lines that I can make 2 thousand a week or something. I just told her “Sorry I’m not interested, thank you and have a great day.” Hanged up the phone. I know I don’t have wider experience that any of you guys but if there is one useful thing I can tell you. Is to never trust these kind of companies. There are a couple things I’d like to advise to you but that will be in the next blog probably. 5:30, another phone call. This time it was manager at my current job. He was asking me to work tomorrow that is Wednesday. Of course I didn’t want to since he declined my offer of extra pay. In the end we agreed that he will give me one of his PS3 games to play. Me and him are into PS3s. But now I had no day left to study for math test. I begun thinking if it was even a good idea to go drinking on weekends instead of studying?
Now it’s was 6 o’clock and I decide to start my essay. And boy had I been mislead. It took me an hour and 30 minutes to read and underline all the parts I believed were worth mentioning in the homework. After I started typing all that madness: 1st it was long (mine was 4 pages long), 2nd confusing because it was not making much sense as I was reading it over, 3rd those mother ******* names gave me a headache. Who in the world would ever think of such names. God, was I frustrated. Especially when they all showed up with red wavy line under them. But here I was after couple of tours to the bathroom to clean my throat and nose I was done with my paper. Deciding to check on time was a bad idea, it was 9:30 and people around me could hear the noises my stomach was making. But at least I finished my homework right? Wrong, on the way to the computer desk where you return all borrowed laptops I noticed a fence at the counter with paper clipped to it saying they are closed. Nothing better than getting stabbed in the back like that. Now I had this extra dead weight on my shoulders to carry since they didn’t accept it at the counter downstairs neither. Now walking by the college I felt the urge to just take some Chinese food home and eat it. Going into one of the many restaurants there I ordered chicken broccoli with a drink. Total comes out to 6,30. I check my wallet and see that I only got 6 dollars. So I asked them if they were accepting debit cards, on which they replied that minimum order has to be 10 dollars. I started bribing them by saying I only got 6 dollars and if they could give it to me for 6 that would be very nice and I would instantly become their usual customer. The whole place working there looked at me like I was trying to bargain something for free. After not a long discussion they refused my offers so I just left. Going down the subway I got pissed at everything and everyone so I just put on my huge headphones and started listening to latest Prodigy album just to get my mind off of all the crap that was happening to me. Hour and 10 minutes later I’m by my apartment trying to find key hole in the door. After opening and getting into my room I hear nothing but the snore of my roommate next door. Being that I was hungry I had to eat something even though I was really exhausted. Opening the fridge I noticed that everything that was left on my side of the fridge was couple of slices of bread and less than a cup of milk. WTF, was my first reaction. Opening the cabinets the only thing I found was a pack of oatmeal. Those god damn roommates, you just can’t leave them with your food in the fridge. The oatmeal was my food for the morning. In the end I ate 3 slices of bread mentioned earlier with some kind of bacon-ham combination that I wasn’t even sure if it was still good to eat, we will see in a couple of days I guess. If you notice I’m absent probably something happened to my stomach heh. Of course this did not feel me up at least it was better than nothing. And now I’m back here finishing this writing and looking at my watch noticing that it will be 1a.m. in 5 minutes, and I have to wake up a t 6:30. Ugh……
That’s pretty much it folks. I have shared my feelings about some stuff with you and hope you would be interested to reply with a comment or even better type your own, as I would be happy to read what you guys gone through your own life in the past week or so. In the meantime good luck and have fun and forgive me if you find any illiteracy here, after all English is still my second language.