I have no idea what my last entry was, but now it says "I am 2:00 PM." How cool is that? (...and read your diareeeey) Anyways, let's see. It's 3:11am, and I'm like 10% finished with my Comp Sci project (maybe I should change majors). It's due on Friday, but still...
Clark Hammond enjoys the
SmarterChild, maybe you will too. Last I checked, Clarkey-boy convinced the robot that it was an evil drug-selling homophobe that enjoyed "the Wild Thing." Haha...crazy robots. UCSB beat Chase's CSU Northridge in volleyball last night at CSUN. Chase said that there were only
four UCSB fans there. More than likely, they were members of the Gauchos Locos... Chase said they were acting gay, but that's derogatory to all the queers. (Don't complain. I have to say queer now, because that's politically correct according to school policy at UCSB. Queer is "an empowering term that the queer community has taken back.") It's all creepy now. Everyone says queer a lot. Oh, and it's also frowned upon to say "that test raped me royally" since we're a bad sexual assault school. I have class in less than 6 hours. College is great. I've learned two things: napping is necessary and sleep isn't. Also, the author of Charlotte's Web says that I can use prepositions at the end of sentences. That makes me so very happy. I'd thank the man, if I knew where he was
at.