Back to school

Insert billy Madison joke here.

Well I'm writing this blog from the sky because people can fly now. Pretty cool I know. Not sure if you've ever heard of it but we have these things called airplanes and they go like 500 miles per hour and also they fly. So that's pretty cool. I hope all ten I my readers have enjoyed their Christmas break. If you don't celebrate Christmas then I hope you enjoyed my Christmas break. The new semester starts in two days and with it comes a fresh start. A new beginning. New opportunities. New knowledge. And, most importantly, a more regular blog schedule, along with another (33*15=) roughly 500 hours of sitting in my beloved seat two rows down from the top and roughly 4 chairs from the wall, depending on how sprawled out the Tank decides to be on any given day. Ah yes. The wonders of a new semester. Let's hope for a continuation of January spring 2012 so I can continue skateboarding and remain a likable human being. To winter semester 2012!

I saw a guy who skates at the airport today. We kinda eyed each other and silently judged each others clothing and shoes before settling on "cool that guy skates too." we skateboarders have a very strong tendency to do that. Check to see stance based on shoe wear, trick preference based on board and truck wear, etc. we're like mini Sherlock Holmeses, but without the chemistry and stuff. So really we just like to look at shoes and skateboards. We're children.

My mom said to me yesterday "you graduate next year" and I kinda peepeed my pants in excitement. Yeah it's still two years away, but it's still next year. So suck it nerds I'm almost done. Also I snagged a exit row seat on the flight. Feeling pretty good about myself today. In feelin so nice that I'm actually giving the guy next to me a little extra elbow space because I'm in that seat with nobody to my left. Actually I just decided im taking what's rightfully mine and I also just farted to assert my dominance. Suck it guy playing mw3 on your computer. You seem like a nice guy but I do not accept the terms that you are setting forth. We will go to war if we must. Also I will be watching your game because it's really cool looking. Stop jumping for no reason.

Last night I had this dream where somebody was trying to break into my house and I saw him and yelled "BBRRRRRRRAP" and he ran away. I woke up really pissed. The weird hong was he was breaking into a window that he could see through into a room with like 8 people in it that he could plainly see. Good job with that realistic robbery scenario brain. I appreciate that you make my dreams really realistic so that I'm prepared when they happen in real life. Next time I encounter a thief with that sort of gusto I'll know that he is apparently scared by onomatopoeia that rappers use for gun shots. If brrapp doesn't work then I'll just try "blocka!" an "ch-ch-BLAOW". And if those dont work I'll just go with reggae noises. I bet saying bombaclot will really deter thieves. I'll be sure to let the police know so they can distribute that information amongst the public. I hate myself.

I think that maybe this semester I'll start trying to really learn again. Not that I didn't learn last tri but I'd like to learn like a bowse this semester. I gotta make a serious recovery from just sitting on my phone all day. I'm gonna be the best blood pressure measurer of all time. But I will not learn pharmacology. I refuse. Nope. Not gonna happen Logan. Lay off me, I'm starving (for useful knowledge). RIp Chris Farley.

Ok I'm gonna go back to reading a book now because that is what smart people do. And I'm smart. I promise. See you all in central time. Where I will be posting this. Because I'm not allowed to whilst being carried trough the air by this metal beast. Here's your haiku

Back to school today
Chesterfield my home sweet home
God I hate myself.