The guy that is sitting across from me–the guy that looks like a hobo but also seems like he should be in a Star Trek episode–just made some sound that sounded like an ejaculation. Creepy. Frickin’ creepy. The hobo-esque-ly dressed, hideously obese chick that’s in my philosophy class is in here, she’s wearing heels. They must be reinforced concrete to cope with her gargantuan mass. I’m going to eat my lunch and read my art chapter, not necessarily in that order.

I’m bored at the college, in my hideously uncomfortable and hideously expensive boots. Today has been boredom after boredom after boredom. I saw hottie #2 though, that was kind of cool, one of his classes gets out at like nine or ten. I’m wearing my REDRUM shirt, I love it. The newspaper meeting is at twelve, but I haven’t seen the editor dude anywhere. Maybe he has classes in the mornings. One of those trendy skater dudes is here, his imbecilic prep friend is getting his college ID here in the library. There’s a sorta-cute surfer guy that’s waiting for one of the counselors in the hall. God, this place sucks really bad when there aren’t classes. I would actually be enjoying myself, but wasps have invaded the student lounge, so my phobia has trapped me either outside or in the library. I can’t be outside because I forgot my coat, so I’m stuck in the library all frickin’ day. I loathe wasps. And bees. I wanted something really demonic to read, so I requested Mein Kampf (I think that’s spelled right), but it won’t get here for 1-2 weeks. I’m tired, and it’s cold outside. Natasha Burns came into the student lounge this morning, and I was like, oh shit! but luckily telling everyone I met about her smelly, hypocritical stupidity paid off and she didn’t talk to me. I was like, YES! I had to leave the student lounge because of her bubbling projectile oral defecation. Loud stupid people should be taken out and shot. Wow, it’s windy outside. Guess I’m not going to visit Danielle any time soon. The maintenance guy is mowing the lawn on this gargantuan riding lawnmower. With the wind, it looks like he’s riding a huge mechanical stallion against the winds. Hmm, the CR vice-president just came into the library…oh no we just made eye contact…look at the frickin screen Darius…oh good they’re gone. It seems like something is going on. I visited Danielle’s house yesterday, we had a good time. She’s such a happy person. The taming of the reptilian-green mechanical animal continues…whoa I just uttered a Mansonism. Hmm. Dani’s boyfriend has diabetes, and her brother is very…weird, but they’re all cool. Dad and I went shopping yesterday, then we got pizza. The pizza didn’t do well with my digestive system…I got a stomachache. I need to read my art chapter, but I really don’t feel like it. I’ll have to do it in the next thirty minutes, the newspaper meeting is at twelve. I suppose I should go, I’m going to work on the HTML version of my website when I get home, unless my english teacher gives me a lot of homework, which is quite probable.