do people get ideas off me?

now mike started a weblog and jong plays the electric guitar...

anywayz...

here's the part where i tell you about my day.

there was a miniature army outside my night class, yes i do go to class, i wonder why people ask me that. i was like, why are there so many people outside?

it was 9 pm, i was escaping in the 5 minute break. class is suppossed to go until 8-10 pm, but most teachers put a break in between.

and these people, they were all like me.....

i didn't even pay attention in class. i was reading a book i bought. 2 actually. yes i actually read. probably more than u. u love TV don't you? or movies? point is i haven't met someone who can keep up with how fast or how much i can read. many of my friends have read more in their life than me thouigh. i'm all about quality, not quantity.

personal interactions, or interpersonal actions, depepending on how you look at it. They astound me. I love watching people. It's like watching animals in the zoo.

yeah, the books i'm reading: "On Writing" by Stephen King, to help me with writing my own book, which will probably now be a short story. The book jacket says "never has a book been so good at making you a good writer", or something like that.

and "The Journals of Lewis and Clark". Its my version of a reality TV show.

I had to stop by borders again to buy them. yes i saw Annie. yes we talked. yes i lost her number again. no i didn't stick around.

i bought a creme soda there, and when i pulled off the cap and read underneath it said "you should make a lot of money". no i'm not kidding, that's what the creme soda fuckin told me.