today was so frustrating.
Today was the first day that i could register for my classes for Spring Semester, except all of the classes that i need to take this semester completely conflict with one another. One class that I need for my degree is EDSGN 100 and it is being offered at the same time as Chem 110. Penn State Abington sucks, I hate this college. they aren't offering any freshman seminar courses this semester, which is essential to graduate.
^Fuck that shit yo.
College is awesome. I love it. I shoulda broke up with Dakota a long time ago and it woulda been better. But whatever. Im gonna start writing a long story over time. it wont necessarily make sense. Or be in chronological order. but it's starting right now. Are you prepared?
I was walking down the street to go to the 7-11. It was a normal october day, a crisp blue sky with a slight breeze in the air. Perfect. Normally on these trips to The Sev, it's 2 am, I'm with a group of friends, and we're shitfaced drunk. So naturally it's a pleasure going up to the counter guy while everybody is trying to steal as much as possible and get away with it.
I was the distraction to our heist; Arguing with the counter guy over which blunts smoked the best, even though I always bought Green Game. The last thing on my mind were the Police. Stealing from a 7-11 was so trivial, at most we stole at least 40$ worth of food each time. That's not even enough to go to small claims court. Then suddenly, as if in an instant, I was running away from the cops from the Sev. This is where everything started to take a hard right towards crazy, becoming the first of the Ten Most Wild Nights of my Life.
Today was the first day that i could register for my classes for Spring Semester, except all of the classes that i need to take this semester completely conflict with one another. One class that I need for my degree is EDSGN 100 and it is being offered at the same time as Chem 110. Penn State Abington sucks, I hate this college. they aren't offering any freshman seminar courses this semester, which is essential to graduate.
^Fuck that shit yo.
College is awesome. I love it. I shoulda broke up with Dakota a long time ago and it woulda been better. But whatever. Im gonna start writing a long story over time. it wont necessarily make sense. Or be in chronological order. but it's starting right now. Are you prepared?
I was walking down the street to go to the 7-11. It was a normal october day, a crisp blue sky with a slight breeze in the air. Perfect. Normally on these trips to The Sev, it's 2 am, I'm with a group of friends, and we're shitfaced drunk. So naturally it's a pleasure going up to the counter guy while everybody is trying to steal as much as possible and get away with it.
I was the distraction to our heist; Arguing with the counter guy over which blunts smoked the best, even though I always bought Green Game. The last thing on my mind were the Police. Stealing from a 7-11 was so trivial, at most we stole at least 40$ worth of food each time. That's not even enough to go to small claims court. Then suddenly, as if in an instant, I was running away from the cops from the Sev. This is where everything started to take a hard right towards crazy, becoming the first of the Ten Most Wild Nights of my Life.
