Today was brought to you by the letters W, H, O, and A.
My classes are early in the morning this semester so I went in to look for books... wanted to see how much they cost. Naked materialism rose immediately from my skin, since by that point I was also wondering how much a Montgomery College bag would cost so I could look as goofy as I felt. HAHA... School? For me? No thanks. Last time it repeated on me, leaving my shirt covered in that cartoony green and orange vomit (is that shit carrots or something... never could figure that out... maybe yams lol)
Small wonder that I also decided to visit a professor and try for some counselling.
Her first glance at my transcript produced some horror. She asked me why I dropped so many classes. "I was asked to for some... others I left voluntarily after angry quarrels with professors." She recommended that I take things very slowly and not take too many classes this semester. Then, next semester, go for a full time load if I think I like where things are going.
Financial aid, back to the bookstore, etc.
Interview was great. Test next week, after courses pan out.
At some point, I'm ordering Wu-Chronicles. That shit looks dope.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
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