throw me your stone...
No journal entry from me yesterday. Not because of slacking...but because I was really freaking tired. I went to bed at 10pm last night. I felt like I had
been hit by a truck.
I got really mad at Wayne State yesterday. We got a decent amount of snow on Wednesday. You would think, with the tuition students pay, that they would
make it a priority to have the snow cleared well. No. No sir. I did not see cement along any sidewalks at all. It was a bitch walking around campus. And all the sewers
were blocked with snow and no one cleared them...so slushy/melted snow from cars accumulated at corners and you had to walk through tons of mucky water when you crossed
the street. It really pissed me off.
Then when I went to lunch, it literally took me 20 minutes to get Crazy Bread and Little Caesar's. There's this one guy that started working there around November
and he is the dopiest mofo ever...and they ALWAYS put him on register and it just does not work. Some professors were waiting in the hellish line, too...and I think they
got his name to call and complain. I think they got the manager's name, too. It was way beyond ridiculous. But I was hungry...what are you going to do?
I totally love that new show with Donald Trump...The Apprentice...so interesting and stuff.
This morning I had class. I get there only to find out my teacher is sick. Sort of pissed a lot of us off considering we had all paid $3 to park. We made our
groups and left. When I got home, my sister was over. When my mom got home, she and I took off for Great Lakes Crossing because there are mad Marshall clearances
going on right now. They remodeled/expanded the Forever 21 there. It is insane. It's a Forever 21 superstore! It's like three times the size of the largest Forever 21. I didn't
know what to do with myself...I went bonkers...bouncing all around the place. I didn't even know where to begin...
Oh! And ew! My mom and I were going to the bathroom and you have to walk in these utterly horrible corriders to get to them...and when we were a bit into it, these guys behind
us started whistling. They whistled. Stopped. Whistled again. Repeated. Repeated. Repeated. I was so not turning around. We got in the bathroom and my mom, of course, was laughing.
She told me I should have turned around...apparently they were cute. BUT FUCK THAT! That shit pisses me off! Do not honk at me at a gas station! Do not whistle at me when you
walk by me! That is so tacky and gross! Ew! Ew! Ew! WHY do guys do that?!? BARF.
A long time ago, I bought some fake chicken by this company called "Quorn." I used to buy Morningstar Farms stuff all the time...but I just got sick of the taste...so I thought
I'd try this Quorn stuff. I finally made it two nights ago and it was hella good. Garlic & Herb Chicken-Style Cutlets...very very good. I definitely like it better than
Morningstar...and especially love that it has some flavah. Even though I dip all that shit in BBQ sauce...but I did that when I ate chicken, too. My dad would marinade chicken in
this or that...and I'd dip it in BBQ sauce. Haha, I dipped stir-fried chicken in BBQ sauce, too. Yep, weird.
Oh yeah! I finally got a calendar! It was between Eminem and Nelly. I ended up with Eminem since he is a hometown boy.
