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A loud claxon of noise and a confused scramble for the alarm was how I woke up that day.

After quieting the sound I lay back down to try again.

This time, clatter in the kitchen and muffled voices as the rest of them leave for class. The clock says 9:45, shooting out of the comforter and into the shower; I'm scrubbing for all I'm worth.

I would say the hell with it and pull back greasy hair into a knot but that would make another consecutive day sans shower.

Hygenically aceptable and fighting the pantry door for cereal bars as W. tells me to have a good class. I mutter affirmative and rush past; she doesn't have class til the afternoon, stupid bastard. The smell of her breakfast(bacon and eggs) make my empty stomach nauseous. Thats another thing going for an easy major.

She'll be incredably fat by the end of this quarter.

Drag racing a redneck in a beatup blue pickup, I cram the bars into my mouth and would kill for a greasy sausage bisquit. I got stuck behind a dump truck spitting up dirt. My car is filthy now, which is lucky because the bird crap was alomst all chipped off.

Pull into the crappy(read: miniscule) lot without having to stalk some poor kid like an automotive vulture, ready to swoop in and take their vacated space. 10:36, so far so good. Double check the locks because it smells like one of those days and jam the earbuds in but my stupid ipod can't offer up anything worth the walk to my building. I settle on Chilli Peppers and run. Dodge trafic and pedestrians, I watch them but don't make eye contact.

You never know whose a tourist and whose a crazy hobo.

The relief of the AC crisp lobby sooths as I flash my I.D. The long halway creaks no matter how soft I walk. The wait for the elevator is thankfully lonesome, until a couple arrives. Brand new by the way they stick to each other. And annoying.

No, dumbass, I haven't pushed the button yet....I'm only standing here to saok in the musty smelling ambiance!

It arrives and my ipod fails to drown out the slap and tickle across from me. They're probably freshmen too. He's white and she's Asian....dumbasses. The five minute prelude to unprotected sex and abortion ends and I walk out onto my floor.

A whole two hours and thirty minutes are stolen from me; nothing but cognitive maps and defense mechanisims so I look out the window and envy dirty pidgeons the sky.

Outside again. The sun is back and I still can't find satisfaction in music. I must be feeling melodically promiscuous today. Tripping down the uneven pavement with my hands in my pockets is an adventure. I've bulldozed some poor girl off my path; I would have moved aside.

Maybe I look intimidating in my black glasses.

Another building, another snoring security gaurd. Thank god no stairs to climb and my usual seat is waiting. This should add another heafty chunk of my youth given up to grown men who walk about naked and hairy with only metal hooks and computer chips to preserve their modesty and my sanity.

New media is interesting at least. The work load(since its mostly based on interpretation) is no problem, which was why I subject myself to 'digital art and culture'. In walks the Prof. in his one black sweater.

I've forgotten my write-up at home....****.

Keyword: The Life and Times of Ms. So-and-so

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Posted by tarhead 2008-03-10 20:18:23 sounded like a good day to stay in bed! + Report this comment
Posted by gsaracen 2008-03-10 23:26:51 college yeah I must have seen you hurrying around campus. I may even have thought about starting an "accidental" conversation, and chickened out. Am glad I did, because you would have torn me to pieces, and you looked like it! (sunglasses and all). Yeah I remember that same couple too. They were gross at the gym, stealing kisses between sets and then sucking at pot-shots at the basketball court. Though I secretly envied the guy. Time travel is a funny thing. Now the question is, was it you that travelled 8 years back or was I 8 years in the future? LAWL at the BS art prof! what is/was your major anyhoo? lol. + Report this comment
Posted by UrzTrly 2008-03-10 23:49:53 All I can say is.... All nighters tend to make me one crabby you-know-what. But any other time I wouldn't mind an 'accidental' converstaion. ;) + Report this comment

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