Crazy friggin day.
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AndyMation
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10:23 PM
Woke up at 6.30 in the morning. What a waste.
Showered before school. What a total friggin waste.
ACTUALLY had breakfast before school. - -'
Classes went calmer than usual. Intro movie plan for the game changed in the morning. For prolly the 99th time now. Gave Shankar the objects list I'd initially planned.
Ran to the library to take a crap. (Cleaner loos nowhere around) <--Why is this line in here?!!
Ate out with the guys. China valley.
N started paying for my stuff myself. Hopefully maintain expenses.
FINALLY decided to install COD-4 on my PC. (Now I'm wondering why I waited this long.)
Akhil came over in the afternoon. We'd planned to play COD over LAN, but friggin multiplayer cudn't find each each other's servers in the list.
Skipped Lab again. My attendance must be WAY below the limit now.
No dinner. Again.
Shankar called for a meet. Intro movie plan changed AGAIN. WGW!!
Honestly, tired. But what the heck. Can't waste today by going to sleep already.
And the elevator was full, so I hadta run up the 6 floors. And push the lift 'up' button on each floor. Ha! Sweet revenge.
My roommate's watching some freakish anime called 'The law of ueki', in which EVERY-FRIGGIN-ONE talks like a 6-year old, includin this giant monster that looks like Pikachu's twin brother. And they havta scream out their attacks, even AFTER which the opponent doesn't think up a proper counter. AND they ACTUALLY havta scream out things like, "Damn! My shot missed him!!", or, "Damn! His shot is coming straight at me!!", or, "Damn! He just jumped 5 feet in the air!!", ALL about stuff that is happening right in front.
*sigh.
Crazy infection they gave me on my birthday's back on my neck. And it burns. So much. So. Friggin. Much.
Prayers.
I miss my cousins. So much.
Woke up pretty early today. Shower last night. Not since.
Made a lista things to do/buy today, none of which I finished/bought.
Miss my cousins and Dy so bad.
Stayed good in class today. With great marriages come great responsibilities. Even if they're not mine.
And I know what I'm saying doesn't make sense.
I'm just constantly changing myself, trynna find that near-perfectness I wanna be.
I just typed wannabe, with a space in between.
Amitav uploaded my bday pics on fb. Without my "consent." Legally, that's rape. And he's guilty.
I'm still wondering when the A.C.'s ever gonn be installed in our room.
Hate this place.
The game thing's still pretty strong. I guess. Shankar called us up for a meeting. Parta the burden off my shoulders now. Huge part. I was s'posed to sketch all the characters, being prolly the only 2-D guy 'round here. But someone (God bless that soul) pointed out that taking pictures and using them as references for the 3-D models would be simpler and quicker, and Shankar agreed. 1-up for me.
I'm just depressed. Spoke with Susu last night. She didn't sound well.
And the net won't work on more than one computer at once. So Amitav decided to get another connection. And I split the costa that. Will just use it when he's not.
And I won the 2nd place in some Superhero/Supervillain contest someone had put up on DA. My entry was the Subzero pic. I guess the story part did the trick. I get a free 3-D model made by him/her (forgot), an O.C. of my choice by another deviant (whose works were the cartoonish sketch-pen typos), and some other stuff that I forgot.
I just realized "cartoonish sketch-pen typos" might not really sound like a compliment, which I intend it to be.
No progress on the Subzero-bad-guy pic. Due to lethargy. I'm scientific and dunno what "lazy" means.
Uninstalled NFS-MW, Warcraft, and CS. Then decided t'reinstall CS due to clan obligations.
And Fag says there's a she-male in our class. I really honestly dunno any equivalent word that prolly doesn't sound so rude. Need t'work on my English.
And I still can't moonwalk. MJ was one big guy.
G'nyt. Prayers.
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