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Man I swear I’ve had like 2 friggin weeks to study for my damn cct375 immersive virtual reality and intermodal something or the other crap…and now cruch time has come…and I still find myself…stallin

Lets see yesterday….i did diddly squat….hmmm…watched Desperado. Chilled wid some people…oh yea…the highlite of the day a work out and a brisk walk wid my sis and best friend…Did manage to go through 3 lectures.

Today…hmmmm….Hung around msn and yahoo msngr like there was no tomorrow….talked to my funny couzin Shawn…got some personal shit cleared up with someone else ova msn…and….oh yea watched Crouching Tiger HIdden Dragon…oh and yet again…did a 20 min workout…..then watched some Tv Just for Laughs Gags…man i love that show that and MXC…awesome shows…Did manage to go through a couple of lecs and start off a review sheet of sorts.

Lets see wat tomorrow brings…I wanna have fun….. :S

When will the fun begin….when…when…when….

So today I decided I’d go to school to study and get some real work done. My dad’s home all day which is pretty distracting. I think I have ADD cause when people are around and I’m supposed to be studying, I just read a couple sentences and start running around like a monkey on crack, and bothering others around me. That’s what I do all day long…bother my dad, mom, or sis….whoever’s around. Anyway…I think the real reason I decided to go to school and study was because I wanted to take my motorcycle to school, cause I know I wouldn’t get as much done at school as I would at home.

It felt great riding the motorcycle again, although it was pretty chilly. I told myself that I wouldn’t take the motorcycle out until after I got it checked up by a shop cause I had a little accident last summer and just want to make sure everythings fine and dandy.

It reminded me of all the great times I had going out on those long empty, curvy roads last year and especially reminded me of the good company I took along with me. There’s nothing better than saying “to hell with work” calling up a great friend and going out for a whole day, just the two of you and the open road. The road doesn’t care who I am, or where I am from…doesn’t care about the important things I have to do or where I live, and as the miles and hours slipped by I realized that I no longer cared either.

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