I am so upset right now! It is taking my books like 5 years for me to get them and I need them for class. I have two exams on Monday and only one of the books for the classes. Luckily, the one book I have is for my chem class, which I'm not doing stellar in. I get the material, but my attendance has been an issue. I've been sick and that lecture hall does no good for me. Imagine being sick as it is and then going into this room with 200 students, a boring professor, no windows, and no air conditioning. I almost die every time. Honestly, I dream of dropping that class, but I need the credit so I have to be there. So anyways, I'm upset about these textbooks. On a random note though, my hair smells great today. I don't know what happened, but I was in my math lecture and I caught a wiff of my hair, and it was like cocaine.
Speaking of math class, I have an awesome story to tell and it won't be a long one. I was in math just not long ago and the professor was asking the girl next to me a question. She was completely lost and the professor was kind of hounding her on it. So, I quietly whispered the answers to her and all was well. When the teacher was focusing on another student for the next problem, the girl next to me said thanks and I said that I'm always down to hook a brother up. Fifteen minutes later (or something like that) my stomach let out this monster growl because I hadn't eaten all day. (it was actually kind of embarrassing...) The girl next to me (same chick) looked at me and I explained. She reached into her bag, pulled out 1/2 a PB & J, gave it to me, and said,"you hook a brother up, I hook a brother up." Moral of the story? Always hook a brother up because you may need that brother to hook you up one day.
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