So by morning i deliver by email a paper i have been working my ass off for the past couple of days. I'm confident as I fully believe the work was well done. Teacher answers back "your work is very poor. You need to improve it to not have a negative grade" (meaning i'd need to repeat the class next year). The deadline is today. I completely freak out, breaking stuff at home and even calling the teacher a wanker in my msn screen-name, which has some people in the contact list that eventually may be friends with the guy.

I spend the day trying to contact the teacher to ask him to delay, but he dodges my questions on email and I can't find him personally. Meanwhile a guy that is doing another project with me calls me. He tells me we have a presentation at that very moment, and we hadn't prepared anything! After a lot of discussion on what do, we end up going to the class and beg the teacher to delay it. Thankfully he lets us.

Back to the other paper. I decide to deliver it on paper as it is. Let him fail me if he wants. I needed to start on another work for tomorrow for the same class. And I couldn't work out what the hell could I do to improve it anyway.

Later on I receive an email. It was all a misunderstading. He had thought I was another guy. He apologised, and said i didn't need to alter anything in my paper.

So now I've got to start on the RMI application to deliver tomorrow. I don't know much about the subject. I also have to start doing the presentation.

Your day?








COR Summary:
I deliver a paper with the deadline for today. Teacher says it's crap and I'm gonna fail. I freak out. Couple hours later he tells me it was a misundertanding and the paper is good. During the day I find out I had a presentation at that very moment, that I didn't prepare.
Your day?

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ROFLMAO



i have messed up a few students by email...hehe. its funny.

CORe Summary FTW.

Day's going great. Nothing but R&R after a weekend in L.A.

shit its busy here i dont get off until 8pm, i put my time sheet in for last week and saw how much i worked and now its catching up to me, my head is pounding im tired i would like very much to go home!

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went to mall w/ this kid nicknamed amish and i got a green polo, pinkish socks, rurouni kenshins 1 through 4, "party like a rock star" book, "gentleman's guide to life" book, and an ipod case.

all that for about $92

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woke up at 7am. went to my dad's office. got all my shit ready. i was dropping off an application for Red Bull Music Academy 2006, which had a deadline for sat., but them ******s at RB offices closed up at noon, and never gave me the chance to hand it in, so after sweet talking the hell out of the press chief chick person, she told me to stop by on monday, to see what she could do.

then i notice i have my demo CD, my 14 page application, but no 'passport pictures' which they asked for. FUCK. so i go online, get a picture of me from a site i knew there was a pic of me on, and printed it. my dad has an oldschool office printer, the ones that use paper that is altogether, like one really long page, but you can sort of seperate. you know, fax-style. lets just say my picture came out looking more like abstract art than me (b/w, and all dotted out). whatever the fuck ever, its almost 9am, i needed to be at RB at 8:30. so i rush out with my shit, find the RB building, get to the office door. big glass door, i can see inside. no one there. i bang on it a few times, and a nice looking chick comes over, with a huge smile and opens up.

i give her a good morning, and ask where that woman i talked to is. she leaded the way. btw, RB offices kick ass. big ass couch, big screen TV, a kickass stereo, a ps2 and an Xbox, and like 4 cubicles around this area.

so i hand in my stuff, and she says she doesn't know what she can do for me, but she'll try. then, back at my dad's office, i remember i have to write a paper for, well, basically 'Religion' class at school. i am done with finals, but didnt hand this in and it counts as final grade for the course. i write about 3 pages of bullshit, and then off to school. handed that in, bumped into a really hot girl which i spent the next 30 minutes talking to.

then came home, slept till like 6:30pm, went to german class, came back, and here i am.

and i know no one really read all of this.

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i read it.

mine's been dull. in comparison to recent days past. but i feel i needed it.
went to school early to study for an exam. i had to finish homework and take some online quizzes before class, but didn't get there early enough. the exam, then, was still part of the learning process.
summer school's not so fun. though i'm liking the subject.

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Originally posted by DJFreaq wtf Ygrene is energy backwards

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long live indolence!
So I woke up around 10. Ate at 12 and saw desperate housewives. And then I slept.....

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woke up at 2, posted on t.a. and waited for 06.06.06. now I can rest a happy man.

Woke up at 9:30am. Did stuff on and off throughout the day. Watched Xmen1 for the first time and watched the bonus disc ful lof sfx stuff. Had dinner. Played CS:S. Sent a few emails. worknig on webstie atm.

i almost hit a kid on a bike today, and he cusses me out even though he was the one who jumped out into traffic on a bike frombehind a bush on a 4 lane road. douche.

then, about 4 minutes later, same road, i witness a towtruck crash into a telephone pole about 50 feet in front of me, and i have about half a second to decide what to do to dodge a falling telephone pole. the dude was fine, but hella mega pissed. i bet so was the person who's car he was towing . .he fell off on its side.

I partied like a maniac all week-end .. so i didnt do jackshit today, just recovering.. and dealing with tiredness, voyage-down-the-bottom-of-fatigue tiredness, and havent really come up from it yet.
blah

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