Thursday, September 23, 2004
First off, let me say that I am screwed for my 2 tests tomorrow. Why I am wasting time writing in here? Cause I am so screwed it is beyond repair. Second of all, let me just tell you that when a place that is run 100% by students says they close at 10:00, that doesnt mean that they want to lock their doors with 15 people still standing in line waiting for their caffeine fix. It means they want ZERO customers in there at 10. Why? Well, because we are students too...and if you think you need caffeine because you have a test tomorrow, 3 the next day, and had 2 yesterday...guess what? We are right there with ya. Only thing is, while you are taking a 15 minute break from studying to get coffee, we have yet to study because we are making coffee. I know you say "well, stop griping, thats your job" Ah yes, but it is my job until 10. not 10:30 like tonight, not 10:05...10:00. Just a little memo for the 20 people who apparently didnt get it. And to the one who came in even after everyone else was gone: you are a moron. Thanks and gig em.
Lets see...where was I. oh yeah...my new best friend KJ...#8 on the fightin texas aggie football team. The true freshman who scored a touchdown in our first home game this season. Thats right ladys and gentlemen...he scored a touchdown his first game at Kyle Field. Thats a memory to last a life time. now, KJ is my best friend and I do love him to death...but he is definitely better at playing football than at public speaking. :) I am not racist...honestly...and I ADORE the way he talks...but it is a mix between a black person from downtown Houston and a white person from east texas. Yes, that would be downtown houston with twang. here is how our convo went:
me: "so, what number are you?" (though i already knew like a psycho girl would)
KJ: "1. but my group is up there cause..."
me: "no, not in our walking groups, in football"
KJ: "oh yeah, i play football"
me: "i know. what number are you?" (note: we are back where we started)
KJ: "8. you be comin to tha games?"
me: "yeah"
KJ: "aww, thanks dawg. you be sittin on thurd deck?"
me: "no..."
KJ: "i hears you be hatin to sit on thurd deck"
me: "yeah, it sucks"
KJ: "cause you cant see nuthin an no plays"
me: "right. i sat second deck the first game and first deck this last game...second is cool cause you can see the plays form and stuff but first is cool cause you can yell at the other team's players and they actually hear you"
KJ: "fo real? that be tight! I gotta tell my friends that! what kinds stuff you yell?"
me: "i dont know. just talk mess. like to #3 from clemson with the long hair..."
KJ: "yeah, tha dude who gots a flag thrown on him and got all up in the refs face"
me: "that'd be the one"
KJ: "so, you likes football?"
me: "yeah, i have 2 brothers and my dad who all love football so I have been brainwashed since birth"
KJ: "thats coo though. mens like girls who knows about football"
me: "well, thats a plus for me"
KJ: "so, you like the last game? that was tight huh?"
me: "yeah...it was pretty awesome"
KJ: "ah man! i dont want to do no stretches after walkin fur half a hour"
me: "yeah, this class is dumb"
KJ: "you tellin me!"
me: "well, i guess I'll see ya monday."
KJ: "yeah, thanks for comin to see me play!"
me: "uh...no problem..."
So, yeah, cant you tell we cant live without each other? virtually inseperable! man...I had to hold in my laughter! He was pretty cool though...and very friendly and nice. He was so enthusiastic about playing football...too bad I cant show enthusiasm through typing. one of these days...
Lets see...what else. I know there was something else...AH YES! The highlight of my day: a fish I recognized from I-1 came into Poor Yoricks. Yes, I-1 would be the outfit that yells "donuts" at the band, and this fish would be the most obnoxious one who stands RIGHT in front of the jackass (pardon my french) who called me a fat ass. So, as I am making him a mocha, I strike up a conversation:
me: so, what is the name of the pisshead who stands behind you at yell?
fish: how do you know me from yell?
me: you sit right by the edge and yell at the band, correct?
fish: did i piss you off?
me: no...but your pisshead did
fish: uh-oh. are you the one he got smoked for?
me: if he got smoked for calling a girl a fat ass, then that'd be me.
fish: oh my gosh. i am so glad that you recognized me. i sincerely apologize for that. first off, that is not a representation of how our outfit acts. (**yeah right**) second off, he was drunk and i assure you he has been paying for that all week. he is still being punished by juniors in our outfit
me: good. he should.
fish: i hope you dont think i would act that way.
me: i can make no assumptions about you either way. i just cant believe he dragged me into that whole ordeal when it was between him and my date...not me.
fish: i dont even know what happened, all i know is we were screaming donuts and all of a sudden everyone gets quiet as he gets the crap chewed out of him for disorderly conduct
So...i told him the story, told him that myself as well as every member of the aggie band (so i fibbed a little) want to find him in a dark alley, and told him to let his pisshead know in any way possible that he ran into me and that i want to severely hurt him so he never has babies. :) So, that half-way made up for the incident. Just knowing that at least one person in their outfit has the decency to smoke him for saying it...either that or they did it to cover their tushies. either way, he got smoked and may serve a restricted weekend from it. As long as he never forgets about it, I'm ok.
Well, I guess I am going to go make some attempts to study. It is 1 am right now and I have class in 7.5 hours so that means for the next 7 hours minus a shower I will be studying french and management. Sounds enticing huh? Yeah well...it isnt. Hope your wednesday night is better than mine! And, if anyone has some exciting plans for thursday or doesnt and wants to, let me know. This woman has no tests on friday and plans to attend...um...prolly no class. :) Whoop for being done for the week! oh wait...I still have 14 hours til I am done. someone shoot me in the foot. au revoir!
Lets see...where was I. oh yeah...my new best friend KJ...#8 on the fightin texas aggie football team. The true freshman who scored a touchdown in our first home game this season. Thats right ladys and gentlemen...he scored a touchdown his first game at Kyle Field. Thats a memory to last a life time. now, KJ is my best friend and I do love him to death...but he is definitely better at playing football than at public speaking. :) I am not racist...honestly...and I ADORE the way he talks...but it is a mix between a black person from downtown Houston and a white person from east texas. Yes, that would be downtown houston with twang. here is how our convo went:
me: "so, what number are you?" (though i already knew like a psycho girl would)
KJ: "1. but my group is up there cause..."
me: "no, not in our walking groups, in football"
KJ: "oh yeah, i play football"
me: "i know. what number are you?" (note: we are back where we started)
KJ: "8. you be comin to tha games?"
me: "yeah"
KJ: "aww, thanks dawg. you be sittin on thurd deck?"
me: "no..."
KJ: "i hears you be hatin to sit on thurd deck"
me: "yeah, it sucks"
KJ: "cause you cant see nuthin an no plays"
me: "right. i sat second deck the first game and first deck this last game...second is cool cause you can see the plays form and stuff but first is cool cause you can yell at the other team's players and they actually hear you"
KJ: "fo real? that be tight! I gotta tell my friends that! what kinds stuff you yell?"
me: "i dont know. just talk mess. like to #3 from clemson with the long hair..."
KJ: "yeah, tha dude who gots a flag thrown on him and got all up in the refs face"
me: "that'd be the one"
KJ: "so, you likes football?"
me: "yeah, i have 2 brothers and my dad who all love football so I have been brainwashed since birth"
KJ: "thats coo though. mens like girls who knows about football"
me: "well, thats a plus for me"
KJ: "so, you like the last game? that was tight huh?"
me: "yeah...it was pretty awesome"
KJ: "ah man! i dont want to do no stretches after walkin fur half a hour"
me: "yeah, this class is dumb"
KJ: "you tellin me!"
me: "well, i guess I'll see ya monday."
KJ: "yeah, thanks for comin to see me play!"
me: "uh...no problem..."
So, yeah, cant you tell we cant live without each other? virtually inseperable! man...I had to hold in my laughter! He was pretty cool though...and very friendly and nice. He was so enthusiastic about playing football...too bad I cant show enthusiasm through typing. one of these days...
Lets see...what else. I know there was something else...AH YES! The highlight of my day: a fish I recognized from I-1 came into Poor Yoricks. Yes, I-1 would be the outfit that yells "donuts" at the band, and this fish would be the most obnoxious one who stands RIGHT in front of the jackass (pardon my french) who called me a fat ass. So, as I am making him a mocha, I strike up a conversation:
me: so, what is the name of the pisshead who stands behind you at yell?
fish: how do you know me from yell?
me: you sit right by the edge and yell at the band, correct?
fish: did i piss you off?
me: no...but your pisshead did
fish: uh-oh. are you the one he got smoked for?
me: if he got smoked for calling a girl a fat ass, then that'd be me.
fish: oh my gosh. i am so glad that you recognized me. i sincerely apologize for that. first off, that is not a representation of how our outfit acts. (**yeah right**) second off, he was drunk and i assure you he has been paying for that all week. he is still being punished by juniors in our outfit
me: good. he should.
fish: i hope you dont think i would act that way.
me: i can make no assumptions about you either way. i just cant believe he dragged me into that whole ordeal when it was between him and my date...not me.
fish: i dont even know what happened, all i know is we were screaming donuts and all of a sudden everyone gets quiet as he gets the crap chewed out of him for disorderly conduct
So...i told him the story, told him that myself as well as every member of the aggie band (so i fibbed a little) want to find him in a dark alley, and told him to let his pisshead know in any way possible that he ran into me and that i want to severely hurt him so he never has babies. :) So, that half-way made up for the incident. Just knowing that at least one person in their outfit has the decency to smoke him for saying it...either that or they did it to cover their tushies. either way, he got smoked and may serve a restricted weekend from it. As long as he never forgets about it, I'm ok.
Well, I guess I am going to go make some attempts to study. It is 1 am right now and I have class in 7.5 hours so that means for the next 7 hours minus a shower I will be studying french and management. Sounds enticing huh? Yeah well...it isnt. Hope your wednesday night is better than mine! And, if anyone has some exciting plans for thursday or doesnt and wants to, let me know. This woman has no tests on friday and plans to attend...um...prolly no class. :) Whoop for being done for the week! oh wait...I still have 14 hours til I am done. someone shoot me in the foot. au revoir!
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