"There's No Such Thing As Halfway Crooks!"
So...

What's the happi-hap?
What's going on?
How've you been?
Ca va?

My life hasn't gotten one bit more exciting since the last time I've updated. Which for the life of me I cannot remember when it was.

I started my Junior year at UDM this past September. Let me add the fact that I did absolutely fucking horrible in my classes. I mean, there are a lot of different things that could be attributed to this shitty performance in classes:

It may have to do with the fact that I decided to live at home for the semester in order to avoid having to pay $4000 that semester to live in a dorm. But, this was proven to be a horrible idea. For instance, I had to commute with no job, high gas prices, and a van that gets 13 miles to the gallon. I also had a hard time getting motivated to do homework at my house because I couldn't find a minute to myself (my family, Charlie doing renovations to the house). I didn't go to class a lot. A LOT! This was either because I had no gas to go, or because I simply didn't want to because I hate driving soooo much.

I almost solved my gas money problem by getting a job at Dominos Pizzaria. However I got fired after working twice because I skipped work and school to go to New York with Angela, Dave Guastella, and Brett Pollington. There's pictures but I'm not showing them to you.

I had the following classes:

Intro to French: I got a B in that class and showed up less than once a week.
Intro to Religious Studies: I got a B in that class and showed up once a week.
Physics: I failed that class. Literally. I actually went to that class all the time.
Cell Molecular Biology: I probably got a C or a D in that class. I never went to that class.
Cell Molecular Biology Lab: I probably got an A or B in that class. I missed like 5 weekly labs.

Yeah, I suck and, I'm probably on acedemic probation...

However, Christmas was fucking awesome.

My dad got me:

Wu-Tang Clan- Enter The Wu-Tang: 36 Chambers
Municipal Waste- The Art of Partying
Pulp Fiction
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Some lumberjack shirts
Some straight-leg pants

Angela got me:

Metalocalypse Season II
The Boondocks Seasons I and II
A button up Hollister shirt

My mom and Angela got me:
An X-Box 360 with an X-Box Live Gold Membership.

Awesome.

I am bandless! Fucking Lame! Except that next month I'm playing bass for Trace The Veins at one of their shows. Cool!

I still owe UDM Thousands of dollars and am not registered for this semester (which started approximately 3 days ago). Not good!

I just read a book by a guy named Harmony Korine called "A Crack-up at the Race Riots". What the fuck?!

Dave Guastella made a script for a 6 minute long sitcom called atom bomb that I'm supposed to be in. Weird.

Mitch Clem finally updated "My Stupid Life".

Scrubs season 8 is finally premering tonight. Nice.

I have fucking writers block.

Shut up!
Okay...