So i stayed at home this previous weekend to catch some R&R and have fun time with the fam... So much fun. I think that this was the best weekend of the month...

   It all starts on friday in my US history course. Our professor (Woody Allen) passed out all of our exams and said that he was going to review the questions. I was soooo scurred b/c I want to do good SO bad and i dont' want to fail. To my surprise I passed with a C. I know i can do better, but it just takes time i guess.... we'll see how i do on this upcoming exam with my western civ class.... anyway... after all my classes, i followed up on a job ap. i dropped off at fridays'... (FYI i quit the beach b/c the job was crap) and THEY HIRED ME!! IM SO HAPPY THAT MY BROKE SPELL IS OVA!! so yea i start tuesday with that... im going to be rakin in the dough like wo fo sho!!! ANYWAY... I finally make it home and my father said that he ripped the carpet up and he switched my stuff around... he said that whatever he found, he put on the bed... I'm freakin out b/c whatever he finds means full cavity room search in parent talk. Unfortunately i was right... he found my bad pictures that i took, my journals from when i was a kid, and my condoms (NOT A WHORE). i guess he didn't care b/c he didn't call me out on it, but im not going to worry about it... besides all of the naughty things they discovered, they did find my good pictures when i was into photography, my pongs, my old trading cards, and things of that nature...  All that stuff from those times when you weren't worried about image and who to hang out with, and more concerned with playing... sometimes i miss that. that immature boy instinct, ya know?  those were good times.

   SO Saturday rolls round, and that's when i usually do the errand run. that time, mom dukes and i rolled out in my jetta around stratford. We started at dunkin donuts, hopin that if we go through the drive thru that we would get out of there quicker... BOY WERE WE WRONG. We had to be the lucky ones that went while all of the rookies were runnin' the show. Of course they were doing their job like chickens with their heads cut off... all frantic, lookin for shit, don't know how to do simple tasks... Finally 20 minutes later (i don't know why we stayed b/c there is a dunkin donuts for every family in stratford), i get my luke warm breakfast sandwich, and my mother got her coffee... wrong flavor, but her coffee. After that, we stopped and ran her errands... the shoppin', the fabrics. then by the time we got to doin my errands, she was like 'oooo come on man, im tired.' THANKS MOM...she liek pimped me for driving and being a helper, then kicked me to the curb... eventually i got around to errands with kels... she drove, and i got my shizzle done; shoes, and some work pants fo' the new job, baby!! She scares me when she drives.. her driver name is lead foot. i think that name is self-explanitory. but who am i to talk, i get what i like to call SRRS ( sudden road rage syndrome). I can't help that tho... idiot drivers come a dime a dozen in CT... but anyway, the evening hour arries, and we (kel, matt, and i) decide to go see the grudge. FREAKY SHIT. I haven't seen a movie i could call freaky in a while... but anyway, we went with a full crowd, so the assholes were out of course... the ones who had to comment every two seconds (ME yea i said it), the ones who have to talk on their phones, and the people who bring the noisy assed toddlers. but overall, you were able to enjoy it, i like watchin movies with full crowds tho. kels thinks im an asshole for commenting on things, but she gave in eventually. her hidden ebert and roper came out. everyone has one, don't deny yours...

   THEN there was sleepy sunday. slept in til' 11, had breakfast at 12, watchted the football games till 7 (while eatin some din... moms yams are BLAZIN!!), and leads me to college again en el dormitiorio. Ok i guess that's it for now, got some studyin' to do... L8R.