my M:TG deck sucks ass, fuck phage and akroma, they don't win shit

My V:TES deck sucks ass. fuck the assimites

steve bought 3 packs of the new MW set and pulled 2 of the 8 uniques in the case, he bought 1/10 and got 1/3 of the good stuff. lucky bastard

i got one of my timed writes back today. I gota 2, a fucking 2 of 9 fuck me i suck ass ican't write fucking timed writes for shit i felt so bad i couldnt write the one we were supposed to do today. i feel like dropping fucking AP English because i just can't cut it i'm so fucking stupid.

I was reading something I wrote a long, long time ago and I can't believe I used to write that well, I suck ass now. Anyway, that's all.

Also got a 22/24 on my Senior Exhibition, not sure if I wanna try to get that 24 though, I gotta think about it.

After reading a project we have to present (KGB you know the anti-utopian project):

Charles: How are we supposed to make a whole mural!? Draw on the board?
(Pause)
Jessica Choy: ~turns around to face him~ Yes.

I think in the B elevators and the service elevators the Close Door button works, but for the main elevators, they're just placebo's to give us teh illusion of speeding the doors up for our impatient American lifestyle. God Bless America.

I don't think red meat is bad for you, I think the doctors just wanna keep it for themselves and how can anything so good tasting be bad for you?

I just got my senior portraits and they're REALLY bad. The airbrush job was done by fucking retards and I'm gonna kill them.

had a weird dream last night.

i'd blog it but i'm lazy

Liv Tyler

I was Liv Tyler

only in the end but whatever

[18:55:27] Nathan: i need ideas to make a War3 map
[18:55:42] KGB: like what do you mean
[18:55:44] KGB: ?
[18:55:53] Nathan: a story or something to base an RPG map on
[18:56:33] KGB: how about something like a quest to destroy something i'll call the "ring of power"
[18:56:42] KGB: you can form a "fellowship"
[18:56:42] Nathan: ...
[18:57:00] KGB: creative ain't it?

4 hours of work and i realize that the best person to make a war3 map of Mage is probably Phillip.

Oh well.... DELETED!

TP there's no www in KGBs and mine URLs and use paragraphs and line breaks to make it easier to read.

I had something interesting to blog. Forgot what it was.

I got .hack//infection and reserved Xenosaga.

That's it, life is boring.

Attack of the elevators.

I was on my way up to 9th and the doors refused to open when I was trying to get off. I almost panicked and hit the button after 30 secs of nothingness. But Iwhen I reached for it they opened.

On the way down from 6 the doors refused to open when I was trying to get on. They did open but only about half an inch, when I tried to pry them open they slammed on my finger.

Look at my bruise.

oh my legs

how they ache like a bitch

oh my legs

913A stopped recieving IVs today and I don't know if that's good or bad.

Ran into old classmate's (Putra) mom, apparently she's a pharmacist. Also ran into my cousin who works there. Hm.

We're supposed to keep patient info confidential but I have to say that I hope the patient in room 913A feels better. She recieves 3 different sets of IVs every night.

Oh yeah, the final count is 23 pages.

Haha. God was helping my write my Senior Exhibition. My DSL died for the longest time. It didn't come up 'till I finished writing, printed, realized I didn't put page numbers on my paper and printed them again.

Can't believe I almost forgot this.

Now, Orlando (one of the physicians) is a cool guy and all he talks a lot, and Christine was hit on by two other guys earlier in the day

(Got a smoke?
No.
Got a number?
No. ~leaves~)

So I'm not sure how to see this, but I can see where she's coming from.

I just got back from a delivery and she finished sorting some papers and Orlando sends me back up after me being there for maybe 15 minutes (Weird because I go voluntarily every 30 mins anyway) and I agree w/ Christine to go to the cafeteria at 6 so she can leave right after and I can take my break.

Upon my return she runs out of the back room and seems eager to go. At the cafeteria she tells me he hit on her, asking her questions and telling her his life story.

"He said he has a daughter and he was married at one time."
"She probably left him 'cause he kept hitting on younger girls. This a is a story."
"This is NOT a story, you won't tell ANYONE. He also said, 'Man, Nathan's back ALREADY?"

Anyway, yes, I can't look at him the same anymore.

Hey Christine, wanna go to Orlando? LOL

$8 sandwich

That was dinner. Jesus that was a big sandwich.

Christine helped again, which is okay and all except that RIGHT AFTER SHE LEFT, I had to do census and IV delivery again by myself. I mean God damn. 7th floor had like 9 million IVs.

BTW I hate my psychology crap since I don't think any of it is valid.

Okay, some of it is valid but don';t argue with me with what I believe. I'm jsut saying that I don't like the class and I want to kill Ms. Stutter-meyer because I hate psychology.

No offense, Psych majors, but this is how I feel. And that is how you feel. Etc.

Different strokes.

Today = SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BOOOOORING

I got there early and sat and read my Gov't book for 2 hours before they put me back in pharmacy because two bratty Flip girls fucking wouldn't separate.

"We're gonna keep them two, because they can't separate and because it is better for 2 people to do the census and deliver the IVs."

I ended up delivering the IVs.

By myself.

At least yesterday Christine helped me.

Stupid Flips.

HJEre are the lyrics BTW

Bored. Trying to memorize:

Blood Hound Gang - Inevitable Return of the Great White Dope

Not a bad day today. Yet more sushi.Saw the art for the new Angel Legend finally, not as good as I hoped.

At Seton Christine Nguyen found me at the Pharmacy and worked with me for 2 hours, it was fun, we delivered medicine and IVs. We talked about our SO's and just stuff in general. A pretty fast 2 hours.

Of course afterward, at 7:45 everything slowed down. No company and less to do in the night hours. Long 2 hours.

Feet hurt.

Not a bad day, really.

KGB, there is something called Too Much Information. And also Too Little Information.

Who?

and

Don't tell us those things ever again. Never ever. Never. Ever. Never ever.

Somebody kill me.

Need to write a satirical essay. Fuck me. What do I write about? It's due tomorrow.

Need to write a satirical essay. Fuck me. What do I write about? It's due tomorrow.

Very long day today. Had lunch with Raju and Breena. Sushi, yay. Expensive BS.

After school I went to Seton and started at the Pharmacy. Meh it's not bad. Kinda fun. I enjoy it everyone is nice there.

Hours count: 6

Everybody's life gets better and mine gets worse.