Ok everybody, here's the scoup. English class today was fairly interesting. See, we got to talk a lot about literacy and our history. The emphasis was on how literacy affected African American slaves in early America. We were to read two articles for the discussion. One artical was written by Fredrick Douglass, and the other was written by Malcolm X. Now I know what you're thinking. "Wo there Nathan, those guys contrast greatly!" This is not a suprising response, but a misconception it still is. These men were both arguing for freedom and their obstacle was education. The were by no means unintelligent, but because they were not educated at first, they could not communicate their intelligent ideas. This was the point I argued. As for me however, I am still struggling from "Rosco" and his cursed presence. My body is ever soar, but I must prepare myself for next weeks Pembroke Male... I mean... Date Auction (we aren't allowed to call it the male auction this year for reasons unknown). I, Nathan, have successfully been initiated into this act of selling myself into bondage. It should be quite interesting though. I get to pick an intro song, and a slogun. I was thinking more on the lines of the Navy for a slogun. If you are familiar with all those dramatic Navy commercials which say that you're life is going to be one amaizing story if you join (Yeah right! What about the poor guys that joined and have to scrub toilets for four years? I bet they're thrilled with their decision!) then you know their slogun. Accelorate Your Life: NAVY. This is supposed to make you join the Navy... And being that our Navy is presently the greatest sea power in the world, I suppose the slogun holds some weight. Therefore, I will simply switch out Navy and add my name... which will look something like this. Accelorate Your Life: NATHAN. I figure my creativity points will atleast boost my price from the beginning five to say... 20, maybe even $30. This is called marketing people. After all, I am a music BUSINESS major. Right now I must face a different problem though. It is 11:37 prime maridian (p.m. to the lay person) and I have an eight o'clock class tomorrow. Also Joel, my room mate, is trying to sleep behind me. All the lights in the room are presently off. All except for the big blinding white light from my computer screen. He's trying to get to sleep for cryin out loud and I'm over here bangin away on the keyboard. Out of respect and compassion for him, I am afraid that I must leave you with this note: "Men are like a deck of cards. You'll find the occasional king, but most are jacks."
-Laura Swenson
Ha ha Laura, I'm sure many women agree with you, only you didn't take into consideration that somwhere out there (Pembroke 226, brown hair, brown eyes, 5'11", nice smile, name starts with N, ends in athan) is an Ace of Spades! Boo YA!