‘Welcome to the Real World,’ she said to me, Condescendingly

Destination Kent wasn’t as bad as I had thought. It had its boring parts, and my feet/legs were about to give out on the way to the truck while leaving, but I managed. I’m just all that much more excited to actually go, now. I put my classes into my calendar and printed out a schedule for the week, bought a bunch of things, and want to go NOW. My parents were looking around while I was fixing a scheduling issue, and brought me an application for PARTA (Portage Area Regional Transportation Authority) and said that they’d pay for my CDL training/classes, along with giving me a job driving a bus. Jer said it was probably one of the best on-campus jobs, so I plan on at least trying for it. I’d probably be (not to be bigheaded, but…) one of the best-qualified on initial entry, I’ve been driving since I was 7 for crying out loud – there isn’t much I haven’t done in a vehicle, and not many types that I haven’t driven. I made a few cool friends at Kent, so that’s a plus. I took a shower this morning and while in there, realized that I had forgotten to turn off my second alarm (I somehow woke up with the first one) and was hoping that my roommate was a heavy sleeper. It was on quiet, at least, because I almost didn’t wake up. I came back to my room to him still zonked out and my phone going off. All was well.

Going to Jeremy’s tomorrow – I think he got ‘Watchmen’ on DVD. w00t!

She got out of town, on a railway New York bound. Took all except my name – another alien on Broadway.

I forgot to update! Well, not as much forgot as was too tired to. Thursday night Angela came over and we made a video for my *new* and soon-to-be-updated website.  I don’t think I’m keeping that copy, but we’ll be making more soon.  So I got 4 hours of sleep that night.  Friday was okay, work was bad.  I’m not supposed to rough house or get bounced around or anything cause of the mono.  The half wit driving the cushman (with two of us in the back) puts the throttle all the way up (we’re not supposed to touch it – it’s usually at a little less than halfway) and floors it all over the park.  Not slowing down for the enormous bumps, dips, and through the grass.  I eventually (of course, all the way at the front of the park) said I’d walk back because I saw some things to weed whip as we drove.  Yes, I was weed whipping again.  Oh, I almost forgot: I got stung by a bee that morning, too while weed whipping.  Not fun.  It’s itchy and is a big bump now.  So I went to bed early Friday night cause I was tired.

Today was fun at Jenn’s grad party, I got closer to a few people and met a few cool people also.  The most memorable, probably, was the devil child/spawn of satan/satan himself.  We made many names for him as the night progressed.  Before I arrived, he had gotten Jenn, Nicole, and Sam with water balloons.  Now, some people wanted to play an egg toss.  All four of us backed off and said that we didn’t want to play.  As this kid and some adults insisted, he somehow gets an egg and whips it at Jenn’s back.  Although he was maybe 10, he threw it hard, she had a red spot.  Not to mention, it splashed onto my pants (crotch, of course) and camera.  I was ready to kick that kid’s head in but I instead went inside to wash off.  He said, “Sorry about the egg” while I was washing my Nikon off and I replied, “Yeah.”  I wasn’t going to say that it was okay or anything; I was furious.  Then later (10 ish) I went to Jon’s party.  Not many people left there, but some of my closer friends, we had a circle chat (usually a few different discussions at once).  It was a good day overall.
I’m very tired right now.  I found out that you can win a 2010 Camaro with the Dr. Pepper codes in the caps, so I’m playing like crazy!  Oh, and my laptop is in Cleveland! It’s in the sorting center or whathaveyou.  Apparently I won’t have it until Tuesday, but that doesn’t make any sense.  And to top it off, I’m not working on monday!  It’d be so nice to have it then.

I should probably get some sleep.