Frequently when I post, I discuss new experiences and things that have happened to me. If the same thing happens twice, you will mostly likely notice a cursory discussion the second time.
Today, I decided to buy a different kind of energy drink; the huge bottles that were shaped like a battery. This is different from RockStar (Cartman's drink), in that it actually keeps me up. One of the many side effects of caffiene is a diuretic effect.
After drinking this vile substance, I must have gone to the little boys' room half a dozen times over the course of 2 hours. Not only that, but it's 12:36AM and I'm showing no signs of slowing down. Try not to eat/drink anything that comes in the shape of a battery unless you know what you're getting yourself into. Yet again, the world's most psychoactive substance takes a toll on me. Even divinity couldn't save me from emptying my bladder every 15 minutes.
There isn't much going on right now, hence the weak post. Plus I wanted the Friedman thing to sink in. He was awesome. He even wrote me a letter of recommendation, which... I don't know what he said, but I'm grateful to have had him.
I went to office hours once because I had a question and he kept trying to explain it to me in different ways, even though after the first two explanations, I had already understood. He was so excited about explaining it, I didn't have the heart to stop him. Now I kind of wish I listened to all those different ways.
Interesting thing, regret is. I hate it. Cherish those around you, you never know what might happen.
We only assume the sun will rise tomorrow.
1 comment:
you need to be shot for using the term "little boys' room"
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