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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.