Okay so today has actually been a good day. I know, I know. It's only Tuesday. But so far it's been good. I got to watch a kick-ass episode of Heroes last night, and then I turned in my poem for the competition in the library (hopefully I can get at least $100.00 off that) and so yeah.
Then this morning there was no Musical Theatre class, so I got to sleep in till like 11:30, and was gonna go to Poetry class, but decided against it, and went to the CAF, looking fresh as a mofo, if I must add myself with the pink jeans, pink button down, black shoes, black suit jacket and black fedora with black lace doo-rag to complete the effect, and a little Armani Code to accent it off.
So yeah before the CAF, I stopped by the Post Office to drop off the Da Vinci Code, and Syriana, which I didn't even care to see, (tried to get through both but failed) and turning around to leave I realized that who else was in the bookstore working the counter? Aidan. Aidan Carrera. The fool that I would enjoy to see bleeding on the street.
I was on my way out the door, but it was too good an offer to pass up, so I went back inside and went to the C-store to buy an unneccessary Lipton Green Tea, just so that he'd have to stare me in my face. And I went right up to him and was like, "excuse me, how much?" and when he saw my face, his just dropped to the floor. Basically I was like, "yeah bitch it's been about two years since I've seen or talked to your ass, but I've done so much and moved on so far ahead of you it's ridiculous, and I just wanted you to see it up close." And he couldn't even look me in the eye! LOL. How ridiculous is that? So yeah, he rung it up and could barely get the words out when he was like, "It's a dollar." And so instead of giving him correct change that would end the transaction quicker, I pulled out the credit card. HA! Made that bitch work for it. And I was like, "I'm gonna sit here and milk this for every second that it's worth, since we've both gotta stand here. And you better treat me with respect." Because the moment he didn't, that ass and that job was going down the drain. LOL! So yeah after that, I signed the paper and went about my business like hell, and he was just like, "dammit! I can't think of anything degrading to say!" And on the way out, I commented, "Have a nice day, Aidan." And he returned, albeit mumblingly, "Yeah you too." And I exited that shop saying, "bitch!" on the way out. It twas, (and yeah I said twas, cause it's that serious). It twas glorious. And I felt so much better. He's caused me a lot of mental anguish, so any of it that I can regain makes me feel so much better. And then....it got better.
In the CAF, they had Strawberry New York Style Cheesecake. YYYYYEEESSSKKKK honTTTTT! The only time I've had that on this campus was my FIRST day as a FIRST day Freshmen. And never since then. So what did I do? I had TWO slices. LOL. Considering I might have have it again until I graduate. Or never again.
After that, went to the other poetry class, and kicked ass on that new quiz, (suprisingly how much I've learned in there), and now I'm about to do this damn Aesop fable at 5:00 o' clock (or 45 minutes from now) so I've gotta go practice, BOOTS! But I'll be back later maybe. It's been a good day. Maybe it will get better!
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