Gallery of Nuts
RSS Feed


Web Counter
people who wish they were us

      ARCHIVES

August 2003

September 2003

October 2003

November 2003

December 2003

January 2004

February 2004

March 2004

April 2004

May 2004

June 2004

July 2004

August 2004

September 2004

October 2004

November 2004

December 2004

January 2005

February 2005

March 2005

April 2005

May 2005

June 2005

July 2005

August 2005

September 2005

October 2005

November 2005

December 2005

January 2006

February 2006

March 2006

April 2006

May 2006

June 2006

July 2006

August 2006

September 2006

October 2006

November 2006

December 2006

January 2007

February 2007

March 2007

April 2007

May 2007

June 2007

July 2007

August 2007

September 2007

October 2007

November 2007

December 2007

January 2008

February 2008

March 2008

April 2008

May 2008

June 2008

July 2008

August 2008

September 2008

October 2008

November 2008

December 2008

January 2009

February 2009

March 2009

April 2009

May 2009

June 2009

July 2009

August 2009

September 2009

October 2009

November 2009

December 2009

January 2010

October 2010

January 2022

Tuesday, December 14, 2004
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
It's Mighty Cold

Well, I never thought I'd be so excited to get a B, but I gave thanks to the college gods when I discovered I am the proud owner of a 3.867 GPA. But for the record, I still hate ear training.

Speaking of college, I keep hearing a lot of younger kids going on about how they can't wait to get to college. If only they knew that college is really just a pain in the arse and that they're just out to get your money, maybe these kids would enjoy the time they have as kids. College is simply way too expensive. Even if they're giving you lots of money, it still costs a lot, especially when you have to spend all your time telling the yahoos in financial aid that they somehow lost your money and they all need to be fired, just like the people in advising who don't have the foggiest what to do, causing you to register when there aren't any decent classes open. And freedom...Ha! There is no time for freedom in college. You eat, go to class, sleep, pay to do your laundry, and do it all over again. If you want to keep your scholarship, there is no time for parties and fun and games. And working out? By the time you get a free hour or so, your dorm room is in such a state of nastiness that you can't even find your ID, so you're forced to stay in, lest you not be able to get back into the building. What do you do when you run out of toliet paper? Can't run to mommy and daddy, and a job...what job? You don't have time for a job, and if you wanted one on campus, it wouldn't matter; they give those to all the foriegn kids who should really be somewhere cool like New Orleans. You won't need a job anyway after getting food posioning in the cafeteria and missing all your classes for three days. Man, this is depressing...

On a happier note, it's almost Christmas! Blueberry cheesecake is in sight.

Enjoying my break,
seashell

P.S. I need someone to watch The Christmas Story with me Sunday night...


 
National Dairy Council -- Professional Convoginators -- The Good Word about Convoginatin' -- Chocolate Milk Myths
The Godfather Convoginator -- News for the Convoginator
CONVOGINATOR'S STORE