I wonder...
You know, at Brigham Young University, the mormon-run university in Utah, they have an "honor code" that the students are expected to live by.
I'm reading up on it right now.

Well, and obviously, I don't agree with it, but I don't really care either, I think if they want to do what they want, that's absolutely fine with me.

But one of the things they ban is "substance abuse, and abstinence from alcohol, tobacco, coffee, and tea".

I should have taken a few days to memorize this thing. I have to memorize several lines from Romeo and Juliet.
I'll try to reproduce them from memory here.

"Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,
should, without eyes, see pathways to his will.
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, as I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O anything, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!

Every time, I think it, while I'm taking a test.
Here I am in this little heated box, and the only way an alien might distinguish me from the carpet is the pencil moving slightly once in a while, filling these little bubbles neatly. And even then, an alien would probably think I was a machine or something, because something that does that often obviously is not living, it's so depressing.
Like, I give it soon before I start just crying.

I took my drivers ed test today, and it was like, one of the worst experiences of my life. During the essay part I was like, not serious at all... :P

I have no clue what's going on, man.
Maybe I smoked pot and got so high I forgot I smoked pot.
Uhhh, bad things, I can't get the willpower to do that English assignment :P Still. I'll do it tomorrow. And make sure you guys make me.

Jeez, I know I'm for some reason bleh when every time I sigh, which I do quite a bit, even when happy, there's just a little "...fuck...." there at the end. Every time :P
I don't even know why.
It's just everything seems depressing right now. I dunno what to be thrilled about, there doesn't seem anything.

Because, yeah, school is really getting on my nerves right now, and I wish it could just be over now, because school doesn't end for 3 more weeks...

Well, as it turned out, I had wifi on San Juan, which I didn't expect to, but I still didn't post any journals, just kept up on PM's, because I had less time anyway.

Well cock, this hotel shower has hideousized my hair, and there were literally zero hot boys to speak of :(
Even worse, we meant to catch the 4 o clock ferry, so we showed up at 1, but we only got the 6:25 ferry :P
Which got me home a lot later than I would have liked. Which is kinda inclining me to not do my homework because I'm lazy and have had no sexual stimulation of any kind for the past 3 days :(

Confuzed as all hell. And I crashed my bike on my way home from swimming today, and my elbow's like all gauzed up and bleeding so I can't use my left arm very well :P
But that's okay, I'm right handed. The much bigger issue is that I injured my masturbating hand :P
But I guess I'm all right.

I'll be back Monday evening probably. See ya!

Just wanted you guys to know, I mean, of course my favorite song is still Lemme Smang It, and one of my friends has these like 250$ headphones that make it sound truly jizz-tastic.
I would embed it, but I imagine everyone's already annoyed enough by it being my signature. (I contemplated embedding it in the signature, but that would be extremely cockulous)

So, here's my new 2nd favorite song, called "King of the Bongo":

I wonder, if I did personally know a boring conservative cockwad like, say, Herman Cain to pick a totally random example.

But there is a solution.
My general solution is to come home, eat, look at conservative things and giggle about them, then masturbate.
Then I feel better.
And boy, do I know it worked today.

So, this morning I was goddamn fuckcock pissshit cockmaster tired, and I was all bleh going to school.
And by the way, when does your school end? Ours still has some weeks to go :P
Oh well.

Well, as you all know, we are all dying tomorrow. Or rather, we are starting 5 months of utmost torture, and then we die.
But only if you're Atheist.
Or Muslim, for that matter. Or anything that isn't Christian (sorry other 5 and a half billion people) :P
Well, since I obviously haven't been deflowered yet, lets hope there will be an oppurtunity during those 5 months of torture. Although, I'm not really sure exactly what "5 months of torture" entails. Well, we'll find out soon enough, I'm sure.

Heh, it's like everyone here has watch-synchronized group periods or something. And everyone ran out of tampons at the exact same time.
And underwear. And only have thin white khaki pants left.

So, I've decided now that I like German a lot. Because, you know, in English, we would say "That is very bad". Where in German, they'd say "Das ist sehr schlect.'
Imagine that, the word for "bad" is "schlect". Doesn't that just SOUND bad to you? German truly is the language of anger.
And I've figured out a few great new phrases.

My 2 new favorites:
Ich schlache deine Mutters Arschloch.

Damn, I'm out of it. I have an assignment that's due in English, but I think that more sleep would be more beneficial for me right now, than one late assignment.
I'm so ready for this weekend.

Why? I dunno. Because there's no school. But then after this week I have another full week of shit, then a 3 and a half day week of shit, then another full week of shit, then a 4 and a half day week of shit, then a single half day Monday (?) And then we're done.
So wait, that's tomorrow, Friday, then 4 more weeks of varying lengths.

First, I realized I'd like to thank several people on Oasis.

Jeff: Thank you for creating this site. I tried joining another site once, called queerattitude, and it was okay, but there were SO MANY RULES about where you had to put things. The first journal had to have a specific title and when I didn't make my title that, people went back and edited the journal. The restrictions were too much.

I have found an excellent video.

Some of you may remember my "bone spur" that I mentioned before.
It's not actually one. I went to the doctor today, and apparently I have a Ganglion Cyst. Which basically means that they don't know why it formed. The good news is that it probably won't cause me any problems.
The bad news is it probably will never go away on its own, and removing it is quite a hassle.