February 12th, 2003
7:30 am - wakeup
8:00 - call places for gear parts
8:15 try again
8:30 try again
9:00 try again
9:30 try again bingo!
I was able to get the gearbox replacement from the valpo pet/hobby store. unfortunately i had to miss my 9:45 am class to do so
10:30-1:30 entire team going crazy trying to get robot to work
1:30 - demonstrations. we kind of just made it up before
2:45 - end of senior design. free cookies compliments of dr will, thye were delicious!!!
2:45-3:30 - work on dynamics
3:30-5:30 work on dynamics special project with partner
5:30-6:00 - dinner and watching that 70's show. i am hooked worst than simpsons
6:00-7:00 - burned 150 cal on my dance pad. my butt was feeling the tension!
7:00-8:45 - worked on my controls homework and studying
8:45-9:30 - drove back to the dorm, got a few supplies, drove through taco bell
9:30 - 11:00 - meeting with partner. we worked on our math project. it wasn't that easy.
11:00-11:45- tried to revive the micromouse
12:00 - time to rant, need to play ps2, and do laundry, and then do dynamics homework
and try to go to bed before 3 am
random thoughts: why does period blood have to be so corrugated and smell so nasty?
nasty nasty.
some of the boys of gellersen need to stop talkimg about sex, girls, and porn shops so loudly, its just too damn funny.
i need money
i want a hug, i want to cuddle, that's all. no sex, no kissing, just cuddling
i need a job
my mailbox is almost always empty. the only mail i get is from
roseprofessor
my dad never calls me
i'm going to be too busy to go watch him bowl now on
i miss my doggie
i wish my stuffed animals were real, i imagine them so, and its comforting. i know, i'm fucked in the head, but it makes me happy acting like a 3 year old sometimes.
i hate you. i hate you. you know who you are, you stupid boy, i know who you are, and i can't stand having to see you in gellersen. why can't you stay like at least 2 m away from me, pleaaase? i ain't going to move. i'm not going to let you win!
i hate stalkers. go to hell. burn. rot. you know you don't have a chance with me. that's because you're a dumbass, satan worshipper, loser.
8:00 - call places for gear parts
8:15 try again
8:30 try again
9:00 try again
9:30 try again bingo!
I was able to get the gearbox replacement from the valpo pet/hobby store. unfortunately i had to miss my 9:45 am class to do so
10:30-1:30 entire team going crazy trying to get robot to work
1:30 - demonstrations. we kind of just made it up before
2:45 - end of senior design. free cookies compliments of dr will, thye were delicious!!!
2:45-3:30 - work on dynamics
3:30-5:30 work on dynamics special project with partner
5:30-6:00 - dinner and watching that 70's show. i am hooked worst than simpsons
6:00-7:00 - burned 150 cal on my dance pad. my butt was feeling the tension!
7:00-8:45 - worked on my controls homework and studying
8:45-9:30 - drove back to the dorm, got a few supplies, drove through taco bell
9:30 - 11:00 - meeting with partner. we worked on our math project. it wasn't that easy.
11:00-11:45- tried to revive the micromouse
12:00 - time to rant, need to play ps2, and do laundry, and then do dynamics homework
and try to go to bed before 3 am
random thoughts: why does period blood have to be so corrugated and smell so nasty?
nasty nasty.
some of the boys of gellersen need to stop talkimg about sex, girls, and porn shops so loudly, its just too damn funny.
i need money
i want a hug, i want to cuddle, that's all. no sex, no kissing, just cuddling
i need a job
my mailbox is almost always empty. the only mail i get is from
my dad never calls me
i'm going to be too busy to go watch him bowl now on
i miss my doggie
i wish my stuffed animals were real, i imagine them so, and its comforting. i know, i'm fucked in the head, but it makes me happy acting like a 3 year old sometimes.
i hate you. i hate you. you know who you are, you stupid boy, i know who you are, and i can't stand having to see you in gellersen. why can't you stay like at least 2 m away from me, pleaaase? i ain't going to move. i'm not going to let you win!
i hate stalkers. go to hell. burn. rot. you know you don't have a chance with me. that's because you're a dumbass, satan worshipper, loser.
- Mood:
drained

