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"I still feel that there's niggas that owe me checks
I still feel like there's bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this but niggas don't know me stressed
I lost the only girl in the world that knows me best"

Man, long ass day. Especially ending last night with this Chinese bitch trying to get me to say I love her on the telephone. Jesus, hoes are fiending now days. Get a grip on reality, I'm a grown man, I don't play those games. I guess that's why she's attempting to cut off all communication off with me now. Because I won't bow to her every whim. Real fucking shame, I guess bitches in this era don't know the what the word "no" means.

Anyway, woke up groggy as hell like usual. Planned on doing my two page paper mad early. I said fuck that shit and drove to class half asleep after my shower. Walked into my English class and a nigga forgot to do his rough draft for his critique. Didn't matter much, not like Mr. O takes grades on drafts. Blah.

Classic shit today though.

The SAGA of the See-saw: America's Only Downfall.

Apparently Mr. O believes the lack of See-saws, Flying Jennies, and metal slides in America's elementary school playgrounds directly contributes to the vast amount of idiots running around in the country today. Something along the lines of those various playground equipments teaching VALUABLE lessons. In example, see-saws implemented TEAMWORK, and not in the way you're thinking right now. "If a bully asked you to get on the see-saw with him, you always knew not to! Because he's going to jump off the see-saw when you're at your peak and it'll hurt! Either that, or you had FRIENDS that looked out for you on the playground. Or, you got some kid stupid enough to go on the see-saw with you, so you can do it to them! THAT employed critical thinking skills. You know when a kid hasn't ever experienced a see-saw when he's walking around like a cracked out dopey dwarf on a cell phone talking 500,000 decibels louder than he needs to on campus... and really ANYWHERE!" I can't help but to agree. Good thing I had that playground equipment. Too bad we're leaving our future in the hands of kids with plastic slides it takes 30 minutes to go down, and ball pits. WHAT HARM DO THOSE BRING? WHAT LESSONS DO THOSE TEACH KIDS? Nothing, fuck the bullshit.

That gave me QUITE a laugh in class.

Otherwise, shit was a standard day. My Political Science teacher is a astute Democrat, which makes him a complete retard in my eyes. He asked a rhetorical question today along the lines of this...

"What should we do about immigrants crossing the border? I mean, should we shoot them as they cross?"

Me being the opinionated dick I am, raised both of my hands with the thumbs-up signal. He looked in my back corner of the classroom stunned for about 3 minutes, with NOTHING to say. Got quite a laugh out of that one too. I say shoot the fuckers. America isn't for you, trust me. You can go pick berries in Mexico for 20 pesos a day, you'll be making the same viable amount in America, except you guys have uglier women. Now skedaddle.

SYTYCD was alright. I want to fuck Chelsea Hightower.


Not the BEST picture, but you see what I mean. She could DEFINITELY get it. If I were her partner on the show, I'd be tapping that multiple times a day.

Ehhh, nothing much else to report. Still writing, looking at mics. Still looking for a new job.

That's 'bout it.