i hate thursdays

good evening everyone.

i was quite surprised to the number of my really good friends commenting me back on my dream/nightmare post. i just had to reply to them because, i dunno, im in a good mood or something. this whole week ive been in a pretty good mood despite some happenings in the past few weeks, that i will talk about sooner or later.

back on my old account, i used to be so intricate about my posting details. now i can really say that i enjoy posting without being so serious about it because expressing myself online shouldnt be stressful. instead it should be, what's that word, therapeutic. i mean, you dont want to go eat outside with some of your good friends and express your personality in a serious way. that would be too weird!

so anyways, im glad that im getting feedback. i really appreciate it since i love websites like these were people actually take a good minute or two out of their lives just to give some random dude like me some exposition and some nice feedback. i mean if i were to make a blog at blogspot, id have to go through hell and back just to get some comments in. here its people that have some of the same interests as me replying because its a small and cosy anime or whatever community.

time to get to me since my day felt like the usual. although i did wake up from that nightmare, i moved on. i still think floating ships are cool even though one "killed" me, haha. my brother played some silent hill: homecoming and finally defeated this bleeding doll boss. he played some dead space too and was surprised on how good and scary it is. if you guys want a good scary game, buy dead space. its AWESOME.

last night i studied for a mid term in one of my culture classes. my professor is awesome because he probably made the exam on the spot and he made it the most vague questions you can ask. so they were still very accessible to answer easily to get a good grade. all of his questions begun with the word, discuss, hahaha. short essay fun!

so after that, i went to sociology class, a class that i really hate because its 90% filled with freshmen and you know how much i hate freshmen. especially the type that are just tools. theres this group of girls who i can classify as the party ones who most likely just get drunk all the time and talk about useless stuff that a guy like me won't really care about the day after. i hate this class again because after the first exam, about a 75% of the entire class got a terrible grade. i got an A-, i think. still better than the trash in my clash. lol that didnt make sense.

anyways, so we saw a movie about stress. theres this guy who studied the stress in apes and correlated it with the stress in humans. awesome stuff. well, i slept during the middle of the movie and woke up to the good stuff at the end. they talked about ways to alleviate stress in humans. how bosses should handle employers by being more understanding and compassionate instead of being cold and detached. i wished i remembered more about what they said, but yeah. stress is not good, so find ways to alleviate stress guys! if you're really stressed out, it will have a huge effect on your health because stress is real.

after that, i waited for a few hours and went to my math class. a lot of people skipped that class too (i wonder why). i wanted to see my friend sara again, but she didnt show up. ;[ also this chinese gurl that sits next to me sometimes didnt show up, so aww to that too, haha. nowadays, im getting random people sitting next to me. it doesnt feel right because theres this asian dude who smokes on my left now and this blonde bitch of a woman sitting on my right. shes a bitch because our professor told us to pass the graded exams from left to right (or vice versa) so we can sort out and find ours. well when she passed it to me, she didnt exactly passed it, she let it fall on the table. how dare you. you deserve to fall down on your face. whats so hard about handing a piece of paper to someone. i gotta remember, nonviolence here, haha.

anyways, that was my day.

soo how was your day?

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