So far this semester I have yet to have a late, incomplete, or missed assignment. I'm proud of myself, I'm not the kind of guy who can be this devoted to school work. Wrote an entire 550 word essay last night on how I enlisted in the Marines and then got rejected for my toes not bending up far enough. It took awhile, but it made me think of how happy I am now that I didn't get in. I wouldn't have met Stephanie, or had all these good times with my friends who go to BCC now. Now I have a future that I want far more than I ever wanted the Marines. Stephanie's supposed to be coming here to hang out with me from 11 to 1 when I'm out of class and then hang out with me from 2 to 3:30 after I get out of my last class. Too bad she has work tonight... I've had an awesome time with her the past few days. We went to Barnes and Noble twice, the first time we looked at this book named PostSecret which had secrets sent in from people everywhere, it was really interesting and some of peoples' secrets are really fucking weird. The next time we went we found the "Sexuality" section and entertained ourselves for awhile reading over those books. Both those nights we went to the Pet Depot, too, and looked at all of the animals, especially the dogs. We got to take the Golden Doodle (a Golden Retriever-Poodle Mix) into the pen and play with it. It was fun but it bit into my expensive Aeropostale pants and aggravated me that way. Still no word on any jobs, but I called up American Eagle and Ruby Tuesday's. I better get fucking hired soon, the money that I had is getting smaller and smaller every day.