Long Time, No Post!

Well, indeed it has been a while since I last talked with you all. Not that there are masses of people who read this. In fact, by you all, I mean Miguel. Well, anyway. I haven't added a post in a while, since before Christmas break, in fact. But here I am, back in school and ready to talk.

Well since I talked with you last, a few things have happened. I finished my third semester of college. Seems like only yesterday when I first began here. Do you ever stop to think about just how fast time flies? It doesn't stop for anything and sometimes you find yourself asking where it all went. Like I was saying, I finished the semester, I am not willing to rehash the memory of the grades that I made. I am sick. But I knew it was coming. But this semester, I am going to make all A's. Let me not be ashamed to admit my faults...Remember how in the last post I said that I was going to fail art? I failed art. Not a big surprise to me. I hated that class. Sure, it brought my GPA down and I lost HOPE, but hey, ...well there is no other side to this story, I FAILED ART!!!

I finally got my financial aid money and I opened a checking and savings account with the money. I am excited. None of this would have been possible without the aid of my financial advisor, Miguel Fuller. Thanks buddy. You're the best. But yeah, I have money in the bank and I get a check card and I can now order things off of the internet. Books, movies, music, unmentionables. I am not sure that me having this card is a good thing. It could turn out to be the worst thing that has happened to me. Anywho. I paid of my loan, aka, gave my father $1,000. I am glad I don't have to worry with that anymore.

Christmas Break. That precious two weeks, or there about, when you are able to relax, regroup, and overdose on turkey and cake. Yeah, one out of three ain't bad! But it was good cake so leave me alone. I had an ok break. Nothing spectacular. I didn't get much, although I didn't ask for that much either. I was trying a new approach this year. I wasn't going to ask for anything, I just wanted to see how creative my parents could be. Yeah, so I got some boxers and a thing to vacuum the dust out of my keyboard. Sad thing is, I don't have the internet and therefore have not used my computer in like 2 years. Well, so much for that. I re-wrapped it and gave it to my uncle to make up for the $10 I borrowed from him earlier in the year. He was happy and gave me a hug. I guess it all worked out!

I think the best part of the break was television. I got to watch some shows that I otherwise would not have time to watch during school. There are some weird things on TV. There is some show on that chronicles the life of this real-life heiress. It is called "Love Is In the Heir!" What the crap. This rich, stupid woman, who lives alone and has a driver, an assistant, and a handyman is attempting to be a country music star. Did I mention that she was from California and doesn't know the first thing about country music. I am no County Music Connoisseur, but I don't think the typical country music crowd wants to hear some song about painting your toenails, eating cheetos, poodles, curling your hair, and spa days. What was she thinking? I don't know but I loved every minute of it. Oh, and she is torn between loving the poor, average joe handyman, and upsetting her family in the process. I am talking pure tears people. Crying about her lust for the guy who screws in her light bulb. I guess she wanted him to screw something else, if you get my drift of very obvious...gas. I never know how to end shit.

But that was about it. I am back in school and loving it. We are going to revamp the Union and make it hip. I get to do a gay man's dream job and play interior designer. YAY for me! Well I suppose that is it. Toodles.

P.S. There is this crazy old lady in my Spanish class who is like 80 years old. She talks really loud and instead of repeating the phrases in Spanish, which is how you learn, she yells things out in English. I don't want to laugh at old people and I wish her the best, but Jesus, you know me and please make it stop. Thanks.