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goddamnit.

i'm half an hour late to my first morning class and i don't think i'm gonna go. i don't know whats up with me. i have been oversleeping and being late to nearly every class. and now i'm way too late to go to harmony. i feel like such a sloth. i have been hanging out with this girl who's very responsible, punctual, and cares-about-school-ual, (much unlike me), and she's gonna be pissed when she finds i didn't go to that class.
who cares, that class is pretty dumb anyway. i could learn everything we need to by just reading the book. the prof stands up there and tells us stroies of when he used to play in a jazz band in new york city. now don't get me wrong that is pretty sick, but i'm not spending money on this college class for story time. teach me something! help me understand this better! maybe sometime after class you could tell us about how it used to be.
oh well.

in my last blog i told you i don't believe in capital letters. well i guess what i meant is that i don't think any words are more important than any other words. who cares.

well i'm gonna get to working on homework for my 10 o'clock class. hopefully i won't fall asleep, because i won't go if i do.

pat's

hello there,
i could introduce myself and tell of my personality, likes, dislikes, body specifications and whatnot, but i believe the best way to get to know who i am is by looking through a window into my everyday life. holden caulfield-style. so, say good bye to this quasi-introductory, explanatory shit and let's get to what's really important.

i'm sitting in a dorm room being interrogated by fluorescent lights. my head-piece carries a large pair of studio headphones that my best friend ethan gave me when he bought pro-tools. ethan records our friends playing music and some of it comes out kinda cool. he also records my band (in which he also plays), the besides. myspace.com/thebesides1340 . check it out if you want to. you may like it if you're into the new punk with a little rock and roll flavor music that we kids seem to be into these days. i decided i might try th....

by the way, i don't believe in capital letters. they are a myth.

anyway, i decided i'd try this blog thing. i thought it could help me get things off my chest without actually speaking to anyone.... who am i kidding, i just wanted to be cool like all the other emotional kids.

pats pizza will soon be delivered to my dorm and i will proceed to consume an x-cheez slice of heaven that i don't really need but desperately desire. i'll listen to some music that makes me happy and munch on thin crust and down some eli's and i'll forget about some heavy shit i don't really wanna think about right now.

ummm....
peace?