so we moved into our apartment and i am finishing up my umass degree at arkansas state university. also we probably cant afford internet/cable at the apartment, as we have to pay for our own shit. ill cry if we cant steal asu wireless. t t totally will.

also got a job at the book store. my bookstore is cool my bookstore is poppin.

T T TOTALLY DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

So, last you nignogs heard I was moving to Arkansas. Well, I am here now and loving it! I am living with my honeypies and taking classes at Arkansas State to finish up my degree (it'll still be from UMass) here.

The situation in Texas sucked so much and I was only there a total of four days. Besides the awkward as hell living situation with my mom and her boyfriend, the new house was in the suburbs. Think East Bridgewater in relation to Boston and you'll have the relation of Katy to Houston. And there were no job opportunities in Katy because it was still being constructed. They didn't allow fast food or chain stores inside the communities because they were master planned. Think Stepford Wives. Only fat, white trash Texans.

But now im living in Jonesboro where things are close and the white trash (and blacks!) are segregated limited. I'm surrounded by job opportunities.. well opportunities meaning fast food and supermarkets. And let's not forget Walmart! Actually.. we'll have to forget Walmart because I'm technically still banned from Walmart for life.

I applied for a receptionist position at the local hospital here and hopefully I'll get it. If not, retail it shall be. Either way I won't have to spend a fortune on gas money cause everythings right in the city. Also I won't sweat my balls off cause hey, I STILL drive the 92 Buick that has no air conditioning. Cannot, wait, for, winter.

Anyway, I believe it's time to watch Dr Phil. Something about racists or gays.

The past few days have been rather insane. Between trying to cram all my junk into only suitcases (less than 50 pounds too!) and drinking obscene amounts in celebration of my last few days of being legal.. I don't really know where I'm going with this, but yeah that's what I've been up to!

Saturday I had plans to attend Jen's birthday celebrations, but I was really only going to have a few drinks at the first bar with the group, just to say goodbye to everyone. That plan quickly turned to shit when we all went to Tesco and 12 cans of Strongbow were purchased. We hopped in a taxi and soon Jen's house turned into a full out house party. Drank too much, may or may not have spanked a stripper that was actually a cop, and got escorted back to campus by the ever friendly Reece. But yeah, it was amazing, especially as a last night in England. GOOD TIMES. And then the cops came and arrested three people.

I had a 7:40 bus the next morning out of Canterbury, but I didn't get home until almost 6. Also, I hadn't packed. So I passed out rather quickly and woke up at 8:30, and it was a free for all basically throwing away all my shit that wouldn't fit into the suitcases. I also forgot a whole bag of Galaxy bars I bought for people, ANGER. So then I maneuvered all my junk to the bus stop, hopped on some late busses, and got to the airport around 1. After I checked my luggage, the douchebag airline guy informed me that my flight was now boarding. FANTASTIC. So I waited for security, overheard some ridiculous Americans from the south (sorry mike ;d) speaking obnoxiously about how they can't wait to get home and watch NASCAR again or some boring hick shit like that, and then made it to my gate. WITH TIME TO SPARE.

Once boarded, we had like a 2 hour delay in taking off because there were too many planes on the runway. It was like that Dane Cook joke where he talks about exaggerating girlfriends, 'there were like 1000 firefighters out there' but only there really were a thousand planes. All fucking each other on the runway. And I didn't even have an aisle seat. Fucking torture.

The flight sucked, long story short. Got into Logan and had to wait another hour for a spot to open up so we could get off the plane, then ran through customs and got my luggage, and got home. Hooray! I love being home thus far, and I'm going to UMass this weekend to party it up with some of my nigs. F that, ALL of my nigs.

Also I love cingular to cingular calling for free. <3

Booking my flight to Houston later today, and I actually can't wait to get down there. COME ON JUNE. Come quicker.