MY LIFE - AUGUST

Saturday August 17, 2002

I was supposed to meet up with a friend I've been talking to for a while today at Six Flags, but I don't think I saw her there while I was there, so I ended up looking like this big-ass loser while walking around trying to find her. I'm disappointed because I really wanted to meet up with this girl. She's been just an awesome girl to talk to and she's cute, so that's like a double bonus there.

I ended up with a decent tan on my arms and face and sunburn on the back of my neck, which is the only place I ever burn. However, I really wanted to meet this girl and spend some time with her and continue to get to know her, which didn't happen, which is what I'm disappointed about. Hopefully I'll get another chance to get with her.

Otherwise, there isn't much to say today other then try and explain what the hell was going on with me for a couple of days. Those who've talked to me (Lindsay especially) know that I wasn't really myself and it's really simple to explain. I just hadn't gotten enough sleep and when I had tried to sleep, I didn't sleep too well to begin with. Now that's not usually that big of an issue with me, but this time it got to me.

Boy I was crabby yesterday. I was in the worst possible mood. I was up until 8 in the morning, a lot of that because I was talking with Lindsay and her friend, although I really didn't know what to say and I feel bad because of this. I usually can just start talking about stuff, but I had a lot of trouble that night and I almost feel like I let both of them down, almost like there was the expectation that I'd say more, but it was really awkward for me and I feel bad about that.

I was crabby and then I had to go to Tri-C and try and work out a schedule, presuming that my last schedule was dropped because I didn't pay by the deadline. So I pretty much taxed my brain trying to get something together that would work out. I finally did, went to sign up, and then was stopped.

My old schedule was still in. I was never dropped. It was the one I wanted to begin with, so I couldn't believe I had caught a break with these guys. I then went to pay and was almost floored when I found out what I owed. When I had first registered, it was over $1,000 for my classes.

Ready for this?

I owed $134 for the same number of classes. Now, two things transpired to cause this. First off, they finally fixed me in the system and had me as a in-county student, which makes sense since I do live in Cuyahoga County and have lived there for over 2 years. Second, I got some sort of grant(?) that covered most of the cost. Good thing too, cause I still had to buy books.

Oh, the books. Every class requires like four books and each book's like $40 and up (one was $80 USED!). I ended up paying almost $400 for books, so I better use them all because you get hosed when it comes to selling them back. I also need to go get a student loan cause school's gonna kick my ass otherwise.

I'm kind of excited to go back though. Yeah, it'll pass after the first day, but for now, I'm looking forward to it. I'm taking chemistry and its lab, biology and its lab, and english. I was going to try and take math, but I wasn't going to be able to fit it in and I sure as hell wasn't getting into school at 7am to take math. There's no freaking way.

So I'll be working less, going to school, and still trying to find time for friends. I'm going to be so dead by the end of the semester, but I might be smarter.

Yeah, right.

In any case, I was in a better mood, albeit still tired. I went shopping and now understand why girls shop when stressed. It's awful on the bank account, but it's great therapy to just go in and buy shit that you want to get. I bought four nike t-shirts, two old navy t-shirts, two nautica button-up shirts (they looked nice, it wasn't cause they were nautica), two pairs of khakis, two pairs of jeans, boxers, and socks.

I spent way too much money, but I needed the clothes and don't really regret buying the things I bought.

So I felt better going to the pharmacy party that we had at Tony K's in Berea. Oh, did we drink too much. I only had a couple beers, but Nate went buck wild and Jim didn't exactly restrain himself either. It wasn't beer though that did a lot of us in.

It was the shots. Oh did they go overboard on the shots. I lost count at about 5 or 6 and Nate was just about floored, he was so drunk. Jim wasn't bad, he had stopped after a couple, but it was loud and crazy at our table. Shit started flying beginning with Jim and his crackers from his soup, then everyone was throwing things. It culminated with Nate throwing this loaf of bread at Jen that hit her in the cheek. She was shocked, but laughing. Nate did apologize, but he was so gone at that point, I don't think she really cared.

I did have fun although my stomach started hurting about three hours in. We left about midnight or so and I can only hope that everyone got home okay. My buzz was gone by then so I was fine, but I wonder about Jim and the others. Nate's fiance was driving him home, so he was okay, but a lot of people had too much last night.

It was fun though. Can't wait until the next time.

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There was one other thing that I want to mention. While I was sitting by the entrance to Six Flags hoping to catch Lindsay walking around or maybe her spot me, this black guy came over and sat down next to me and started talking to me like we had known each other for years.

He told me how he was supposed to meet this girl he knew there and that he was tired of walking around, getting on rides, looking for her and that she was gonna have to come to him. There was some small talk, a lot of it revolving around he had to keep his woman in check and that every guy should keep their woman in check. It was funny to listen to him talk because he was really into what he was saying.

The whole time I'm thinking the moment she finds him, it's going to be the opposite from what he said.

The best part? When I left around 5:30, which was four hours later, he was still sitting there. Man was true to his word, so gotta give him props for that.