ARC blues

I’m at American River College in the computer lab…they say no use other than research, but I guess it’s not enforced very well. Eh, I’m not looking at porn, so who cares. I didn’t get anything done today, even though I tried. I paid for my classes in order to get my student access card, but apparently you can’t get it until January first. Losers. I also tried to see a counselor, but they’re booked. I think I’m just going to ask my dad for a few hundred dollars and then cherry-pick my classes later. I know that I’m taking my math class, and it’s all paid for and such, so I’m fine.

The stupid people at the car dealership never emailed me back. I’m totally calling them tomorrow. I had wanted to do the whole thing over email…but what ‘ev.

Anyway, I have to work tomorrow but I’m totally going to get on the horn with those people at the dealership and see what’s up. If they don’t have anything in stock, I’m going to have to go through the San Francisco dealership. That would really suck. Well, it’s six forty…Adrian’s bus leaves at seven, so I’d better go. I waited for him for a few hours and we only got to spend like an hour and a half hanging out. I’m wasting so much time. I can’t wait until I have my Vespa!