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Thursday, September 30, 2004



This is a picture of a little girl. She is a daughter of a man in my class that calls me Anthony. Anthony, Angelo very similar so I can forgive him.
I wrote my first test today, and got a decent mark on it. The class marked each others tests, and I was chosen to distribute the tests to the people in my class. I handed them all out, and when I got to my own test I devised a plan, and gave it to the guy who has been calling me Anthony for the past month.
"here you go" I say to him "you get to mark my test"
he looks at the name, then gave me an embarrassed look. He probably wondered why I didn't just tell him my name was Angelo, and not Anthony. But I think it was much more fun this way, don't you? He now probably thinks I am very strange, which I am.

I saw this girl today when I was on break during class, she had these short dreads and was wearing a dress with these big fishnets, her dress was held together by safety pins, and she was really hot. She kept staring at me with these puppy dog eyes, I knew she wanted to talk to me but she seemed shy. I was just about to talk to her, when a friend from class came and began discussing the test with me. She let out a little 'sigh' and left.

Today I got a lot accomplished, I first went and got my film developed into negatives, so I could take them to Motophoto and get them put on CD. Then, I went to get my Health card renewed. The line up was huge, but I walked in the door, and gave one of the girls at the counter a smile, and a wink, she then called me over and said I was next. The 'wink and smile' combo never fails. Nor does the 'wink and the gun', but you have to be a real man's man to pull of the 'wink and the gun'. I have not reached that status yet.

I always write better when I am tired, so most of my posts are going to be coming from all hours of the morning, when I can barely keep my eyes open. I think I am more creative when I cant think. I know that is strange and ironic, but it is true.
Im really enjoying my course, now that I have seen the fruits of my labor, I feel really proud. I showed some people in my class the pictures and they really liked them. I felt pride radiating off my body, something I have not felt in a very long time.

killed softly at 9/30/2004 01:03:00 AM
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