traffic school

I recieved my traffic safety school notice on april 8, 2009. 2 months later, i'm taking the entire "4 hour course" on the latest day possible. the 4 hour course ended up being close to around 6 hours. the repetitive clicking of the "continue" button and the obvious information being presented numbed my brain to the point where i started clicking random answer choices, getting it wrong, and then clicking the same wrong answer choice again.

thank god im done. im going to reward myself with transformers 2 tonight.

here are some pictures that i LOLed at during the online "class"..

they were the same 3 people for every example, it got so annoying

im racist

i hope i never look like that

things that have been itching at the back of my head

• my "1" key is stuck, so whenever i want to type out "?!" it usually comes out "?" .. annoying
• if you listen to music with headphones on, you should only listen to it while you're in a good mood, otherwise you'll subcounciously link bad moods to a certain song.
• i love you, chicago.
• my stomache churns whenever i think about my class schedule. im avoiding printing it out.
• ive been sick for two months.
• my foot still hurts a little.
• im missing july 4th cus im working.
• im working at joy yees, fuck.
• im not taking math or any other general education classes until spring semester, im gonna be so fucking dumb.
• i feel really uneasy.

i dont know how to justify why im working at joy yees anymore.

i just know im never working here again after i go to college.

i need sun-shine. i just want to sprawl out on the sand and sleep, and then wake up with my farmers tan magically disappeared.

forreal though, i need to get out.

happy six, mang

this is definately one of the best weeks i've had in a long long time.

fmd, manual labor

i worked 12.5 hours.

?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!

i stood for 12 hours straight! FUCK, and .5 hours sitting down eating lunch/dinner.

FUCK.

things to avoid at joy yees:

water (i handled the water and even i dont find it sanitary ...)

utensils (wash them! over and over again, with the unsanitary water and napkins)

everything else is okay, i guess.

things i learned BUSSING tables:

how to stand politely, hands behind my back.

how to pour water with style.

how to put away dishes efficiently.

how to set tables efficiently.

how to look busy when im not.

things i dont like:

groups of mexican kids: rude.

familys with children under the age of 5: messy as fuck.

black people: fucking complained about EVERYTHING and didnt leave jack shit for tip. jk, it was just this one family.

fat people: same as familys with children under the age of 5... messy as FUCK.

awkward couples: awkward.

things i like:

yuppy people: they leave nice tips.

overall:

my fucking boss is a pedo. i started my first day today and the boss showed me around, but put me aside here and there. a girl comes in a few hours late and its her first day too, hes all over her and shows her the ropes of EVERYTHING. fuck you, pedo. and all of my fobby waiters, they need to stop smoking, lazy fucks.

final thoughts:

fmd

I have a lot of goals this summer, but this summer's list of goals in particular require more moolah than previous summers.

heres a list of goals that don't require money, though:

• have fun
• avoid da junk foods
• work out
• hang out with my girlfriend as much as possible
• hang out with my friends as much as possible
• bike to kenosha
• photoshoots
• dance on the sly
• learn to cook gourmet meals
• read a good book @ a yuppy cafe
• go fishing at least once
• beach volleyball
• get rid of my farmers tan

more to come.

post-everything

i think today is a good day to start writing on here again.

Its over! I ended off my last entry at the beginning of the school year. I was in a frustrated position, being suspended didnt kick off the school year too well, but im glad everything went the way it did. I wouldnt change a thing.

school:

shit, 9 months passed by so quickly. it was a pain, going class to class just trying to manage. senioritis kicked in so early for me, and i stopped trying for every class. it was hard just trying to manage, but everything worked out in the end... due to the friends that kept my morale high throughout the day.

post school:

I know i'll keep in touch with my closest friends, i'm not gonna let what we went through through high school go to waste, we had the best times and we'll keep having the best times no matter what. Im really gonna miss certain teachers, but i'll definately be coming back to visit them. I dont regret anything i've done. I'm glad I got to know the people i know, im glad im close with the people im close to. I'm glad im going to UofI.

prom:

prom was nice. I got to meet my girlfriend's family, all 7 of them all at the same time. It was intense, but im glad i got to meet them wearing a suit! the hotel was nice, the dance floor couldve been bigger, but it was really nice seeing everyone wearing such fancy attire. the classiest bunch of kids ive ever seen. Having teachers standing right by the doorway was awkward as fuck, though. all in all, prom was nice.

post prom:

im surprised all of us managed to meet up at the end of prom night. It was the most annoying period of planning in my life. there were points in time where i wanted to punch people in the face repeatedly. i dont know if i wouldve preferred what transpired that night over just going home and sleeping through prom night. i guess racing down the streets to get to the beach in less than 15 minutes to beat the sunrise and lying on greg's floor listening to my friends talk made up for everything.

post post prom:

this was probably the highlight of my whole weekend. meeting my girlfriend's family at her house in wacounda. not just her immediate family, but most of her relatives too. holy fucking shit, i was so nervous. driving an hour there on a few minutes of sleep throughout the night did

not help my nervousness. singing badly to the radio with half sleeping friends was funny. by the way, danny is fucking scary when he doesnt sleep. greg is just as scary when hes half falling asleep in the back of my car at night. imagine seeing the kid from the ring sitting in the back of your car while you're driving in the middle of nowhere, thats how it felt. her house was so nice, and filipino food is really good. im glad i didnt do anything dumb at her house, cus her uncle thinks i "have good posture and carries myself nicely, and looks good" LOL. OWNAGEEE. but really, it was pretty fun at her house.

graduation is in 7 hours.