general frivolities

so i woke up at 8am on friday. don't know why. i barely slept 7 hours but whatever. it gave me time to go buy more textbooks finally. except for all the books i need are sold out now. somebody is laughing at the fact that i was looking at them all week, and when i finally have money, i can't get a damn book. so i got myself a soft blue hoodie that i've been eying for weeks. it honestly was a start to a great day. i was in classes from 10-3 w/an hour break then went home to crash before work.

driving was fun once the sun went down because everyone was probably hammered but they were funny. i'll be sad the day that the drunken chaos doesn't amuse me anymore. i got all atitter cuz this guy i'm crushing on was waiting to get on and ride the 3am run. it made me sad that it wasn't gonna be me driving and all. owell, next saturday, it's me and him and hopefully it'll be a fun night? it's the cu vs. csu game. played in boulder. i can't decide if it'd be better if we lost or won lol. i'm guessing riots either way, considering the mindset of the average too-drunk student.

i went to crystal's party, and was completely exhausted most of the time. harvey called and it was basically a drunk dial but it was fun. he really is like a totally different person these days, i love it. but he was a lil sad cuz his main girl is in france for the semester. i was a lil sad cuz it's probably an exclusive kind of thing, which means my list just lost another favorite. le sigh. o well.

blogosaur and i went to the party at his place, and did our first beer bongs. although i thought i was drowning in beer, i did it and it all went aok. well enough that we decided to flag down the buff bus, which was a success but not because of our frantic waving. moreso because somebody else wanted to get off there.

after riding around for a couple loops, we got off w/matt and he gave us a ride back to the house we started drinking at. we decided against taco bell, and for passing out. it was a good night. except when matt called at like 345am and i wasn't awake or asleep and i have no idea what i said or what i was talking about. so.. yeah. good times.

i've spent the last 24 hours either out or trying to upload pictures and umm i'm too frustrated right now. so fuck it. you get no pictures.

私について。。。

みなさん、こんにちは。
私はコロラド大学の三年生。言語と日本語を勉強しています。中学の時から、日本語を勉強します。それだけど、よく漢字を読めません。私にとって、漢字の書くこともちょっと難しいです。

ひまなときでは、私はバースを運転します。それはアルバイトです。今週、毎日６時半でアルバイトします。９時半でおわります。それから、クラスへ行きます。私は毎晩、疲れ果てています。時間があるときで、サッカーとか料理とかビデオ・ゲームのすることが好きだ。

今、私の一番好きな物は新しい青いセーター。柔らかくて、着心地が良いです。

この事故紹介はちょっと上手じゃない。次回、より上手に書くでしょう。

preston

stop calling me when i'm either passed out in a stoned stupor or in a stupid art class lecture.

here's some fun stuff to look at--

cybersex prank
time waster
cybersex prank 2
credit card prank
cool posters
accent databank
speechist

enjoy

i'd pay more for those panties than i would for that same freakin' pair of jeans every girl on campus is wearing with the same freakin' holes already in it.

not that the holes don't look very good where they are. or that i don't enjoy watching the ladies while i stoll. i'm jus sayin...

i can't talk about school right now because it is entirely too stressful. so instead let's talk about random little encounters i've had today.

i got up at 645 so i could start pretripping a bus at 705. everything was fine and dandy. i checked the oil, thought it was low but apparently that low line doens't actually mean low. what that meant was 'just drive it, it'll be fine, it's not really low.' so that was that and i drove from 730-10.

i know i said i wouldn't talk about school, but i jus gotta mention this class. art class, the class i've been trying to take since 5th grade, joyous fundamentals of art class. the teacher made me regret the class from the moment she opened her mouth. but other than the way she carries herself, it could work out to be fun. met a girl, drew her picture. without looking at the paper. or lifting the pencil. blogosaur showed up right about this time, and hung out with us. that was way cool, made my day better.

i went home, planning to sleep a half hour between then and my math class, and about 10 minutes in, somebody knocks on my door. now this same shit happened to me yesterday, and here's how it went.

she tried to sell me magazines, supposedly for points, supposedly for a 10 000$ prize with which she wanted to go to college. so i tell her immediately i have no cash, and she's still compelled to show me how much i could save as if i were going to conjure up 60$ to pay her for 3 years of ebony. so she finally leaves after i find out the following things about her:
1. she's from michigan
2. she's 22
3. she's never been to college
4. she loves christian rock
5. she doesn't know what penthouse is.
6. she doesn't know who stephen hawking is.
7. she's socially inept and has entered this contest to conquer her fear of public speaking?

so this guy shows up and im expecting a repeat. he's apparently in a different contest, with a different point system. he has to get the highest number of points, and if he wins, he gets to be in a polo shoot in london. cool. so i tell him his people were here yesterday, and apparently the groups aren't related. huh. so he comes in to show me how much i can save and looks on my table and sees my latest acquirement, a waterpipe.

it leads to a conversation about pot and eventually smoking his stash with him. i was loving it when he left without even bothering to keep sellin me shit.

after another boring class, i was trying to figure out where to catch a bus going to the east campus, where my car was. i run into steve, who's driving this tiny electric golf cart thing. so we ride in it, in 35mph traffic, goin' 26 and he takes me to base. and takes a couple pictures of me w/the big buses.

now, it's 8pm and i'm thinking an early night would do wonders for me and my broken bank account.

yay target?

so some mass marketing company and target decided it would be great to seriously get college students spending money. by offering a bus that went straight from campus to target, all day. and lucky me, i got to drive the bus. one of like 5 doing all these different routes.

at first, it was annoying. the staff lady on the bus asked the same trivia question every time, and it was stupid easy. but we had a lot of fun at the end of the day, asking some crazy questions, getting people to do crazy shit for target giftcards. this went on for eight hours, and i was exhausted. but no, not done yet. fueling the compressed natural gas bus takes forever. i didn't even wait for it to finish, i just wanted to go home. the reason it takes so long is that i have to wait for my tank's pressure to equalize w/the pump's. so the closer to full i get, the longer it takes because it's balancing out very very slowly. excruciatingly slow is what it was.

i start class tomorrow and i have no books because i have no money. but maybe now i'll get into the habit of figuring out which books i really need, then only buying those. i'm not prepared to spend more than 200 on books this semester.

i'm also gonna try to spare my sleeping schedule as much as possible until the partying really kicks in. which means i'm not staying up late tonight

kaerimashita

i work in an hour. for eight hours. i picked up this shift from another driver who's been nothing but cool to me, so we'll see how it goes. i'm thinking i should get my fm transmitter working because even mega 95.7 won't work for 8 hours straight. my stomach is rumbly, i'm thinking i should do something about that.

the road trip was awesome, we had a blast up until we were 30 minutes outside of denver, when norma's mom told her the car was locked in the garage and the key was in the mountains with her. but even that kind of worked out. all in all, i was back in boulder the next afternoon, and went to the houseparty on 28/colorado. i actually had to walk home because the suprise series of drinks shawn made had more alcohol than you would believe. it started with pineapple suprise, really good, not too strong. from there, every mix was more and more alcohol because we couldn't taste it anymore. orange suprise was my favorite, then there was grape which was also tasty. the last one was black cherry suprise, which was apparently really strong, just nobody could taste it. i love when it goes like that.

i gotta go get mcd's before they stop serving breakfast.

p.s. i'd post pics but the camera is in the car, half a block down the street. it's too hot.

road trip!

i cant remember the last time i was here. but now, here is in omaha, nebraska. my family came through w/me and i wound up renting a car and me and norma freakin' did it. we left at 5am, and got to holyoke around 8, just in time to eat an amazing breakfast. my friend lives on a farm, so most of the food was from their farm. i've never tasted such amazing food. from there, we drove to omaha, stopping what seemed like 5 or 6 times to potty and such.

dad's house is full right now, so me and my homegirl are staying in the motor home parked in the driveway. my brother and his gf are here for another day. there's a guy who's related to my step mom, and a kid brother of this student from the ukraine too. also my stepsister and my step mom of course, although the sister has only been sited twice and never wants to socialize. it's freakin' annoying.

so i'm here until thursday, then it's off to scottsbluff to see my girl's gramma. i'm excited for more homecooked food. it only reminds me that im hungry as hell. we're going out to eat in an hour, so here's to my holding out til then.

i'll try to keep up w/posting, cuz i've been slacking so much lately. but whatever. i don't do this for anyone's entertainment but my own really. screw you all. and by that i mean blogosaur cuz nobody else reads this.

preston and his guitar