Father Jim suggest I find a secret spot to study so people cannot find me.
Wise man Father Jim.
No one goes to the skylounge in my hall except to get ice and the occasional RA walking through.
So with a mountain dew and the beatles playing in the laptop, I power through essays, emails, homework.
I hate online school. I go to class in a room. But college classes are based so much online these days. But I assume that is just where the world is at. Online that is.
Why can't we go back to the days of lecturing and a notebook?
Can we (as a society) really call this whole complicating online world we live in progression?
^^^ There should be commas or dashes in this sentence just not sure where.
Sorry just coming off an essay high. If that exists.
/rant
Back to this Skylounge, they have these couches that you can pull apart and rearrange (the colors scream mid 90's,) but my oh my they are comfy to kickback and write in. I think I like to write more than I thought. I enjoy any kind really, If I could write 6 essays instead of taking 3 tests. I would write 6 essays all day.
Comfy chairs.
So tonight I will end the post with a gif and something it relates to:
Me when Cheyenne calls me to open the cap off a bottle:
When I open it I feel awesome. I know other guys feel this.
I am probably making no sense in this post and it only makes sense to me. Happens...
Night
James
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