deckwreck

So Thursday night I implemenrted "The Best Studying Plan Ever," which pretty much amounted to "fuck spanish, I'm going to Beth's place and getting to' up."
I woke up Friday morning nice and dehydrated, jumped in the shower, finished my spanish homework, and left for school looking quite distraught and disheveled.

The great thing is, it worked. I knew everything on the test, except I couldn't remember how to say ATM. I win!

I went back to Alpharetta last night for a while and visited with my parents.
Then I went and played pinball with Jeremy's family, Steve, and Brandon.

Last night Vladdic threw a party and it turned out pretty well. Nothing too spectacular happened. Oh, but this girl Sam whom I went to high school with showed up. I haven't seen her in about two years, so that was cool.

I left the party with my friend Megan because the idea of sleeping in a bed was preferable to sleeping on Vladdic's floor. We went to Waho and Megan and Becky ordered me grits and bacon because they are the coolest friends ever. When we got back to the apartment, Megan and I laid in bed and watched MacGuyver, and I got this weird prescient vision of married life.

I woke up about an hour ago and drove home. It is such a nice day; I took the long way and cruised with the windows down and the music up.

"Through Being Cool" by Saves The Day is the best driving cd ever. "Illusion Of Safety" by Thrice is also damn good.