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Another good day in college.

Today we had a sort of student scavenger hunt. The cute guys name is Joey. Tomorrow is our first academic lab and tutorial. Next Saturday is the Death Before Dishonor at the Satyricon. My comments on the show should be up shortly after so there won’t be anymore school bearings, at least in entry form. Here is the show information for interested attendees- I’m not sure on the price of the show, I’m pending information from the bands Myspace page:

Satyricon: 125 NW 6th Ave
Saturday, OCT 6, 7PM
DEATH BEFORE DISHONOR,
DAMNATION AD,
UNHOLY, & TBA

SLSK

 
User ID = captain kid

Its true. Today was my first day back in school at Portland Community College. I go to the south east center; here is my schedule:

MON/WED =
Career Guidance 1-1.5
Mathematics 2-4.2

TUES/THURS =
Reading 1-2.2
Writing 2.3-3.5

FRI =
Academic Lab 1-3.3
Tutorial 3.3-4.3

Theres a boy I think I could be sweet on but the truth is I could be sweet on anyone I like, because everyone is sweet looking in one way or another, and people have nice qualities too if you let it shine through. This boy is particularly sweeter then some other boys, but not so sweet as to out sweet some other, other boys. Its the other, other boys you have to keep your eyes out for. Their the ones that you marry.
Anyway, he is pretty cute but I didn’t spend all my time looking until I got out of class because its studies first… we had a five page math assignment tonight and a presentation for career guidance at the end of the week, or two weeks- I wasn’t really paying attention because the teacher of CG was somewhat spacey in her teaching method. It was nerves. Its a long project and I have no idea what its about. I’m not going to talk about Folked Up IV. It was not good.

In Maryhill

I was forced to go to Washington today with my family.

The drive up was a few hours through some ghost towns. The scenery was great, I’d never seen anything like it, and when we got there we played black jack for hours.

Mom was preforming at Maryhill Winery and we were supposed to watch. We got drinks and chocolates and strange cheeses and we gambled our peanuts. At five I took a nap in the car. We got home around seven thirty, and dad left to buy us burritos. My stomach wasn’t feeling good from the food I had mentioned and the espresso from that morning. Mom keeps buying me double shot vanilla espressos.
I got in a fight with them about going to Maryhill that morning and started yelling at everyone, which was embarrassing. There was a pretty boy in the coffee shop across the street that when he turned around my expression softened, and that was embarrassing too. When you’re trying to prove a point you have to keep a straight face.

I made some videos and took some pictures up in Maryhill. They are kind of silly though. It was a long process.