TGIF again! It is here, but as soon as it comes, it goes once more. I can't really talk about English today because I didn't have that class. The only class I did have was RecTech at 8 o'clock (8 a.m. classes are the bane of my existance), and then I had to work for four hours. The work wasn't that bad. All I really did was more data base creation and then I went down into the studio and sat fore a few minutes before my shift was over. Once through with work, I decided to take advantage of the studio song writing rooms and... write songs in them. I got this new song that I'm working on right now that I'm liking a lot. Now it's just a matter of completing it! Ya see, I am very critical of my writings. I enjoy most all of the music that I write, but when it comes to the words, they really have to be perfect to bring out the song. For the most part though, today wasn't very interesting. I didn't really do too much because I've been so tired. This is, of course, purely my fault too. It is a result of staying up untill one in the morning and then waking up at 7 somethin. I'm going to have to disciplin myself into a better sleeping pattern because I don't think I can keep this up too long. What else should I talk about tonight. I know this might come as a suprise to many of you (or the only one of you who reads this, whoever you are), but I really don't know what else I can say. OH YEAH! Matt and I are doin this sociological study on AIM! The problem is that most people don't talk to us. Instead, they expect us to talk to them. Well we have discovered a solution to this problem. It's a little low, but we write things on our away messages that inspire conversation from people like "Gone to visit my new girlfriend." or "I'm tired of all your lies!" This hypothesis has been tested and it works. Whenever I come back, I have at least three messages of conserned people. There are some people (I mention no names) on my buddy list that make me quite angry though. They never talk to me even if I talk to them first. I can only think of three reasons for this: A.) They're mad at me and they aren't grown up enough to tell me to my face. B.) They take friendships for granted and don't feel like they owe anyone anything. or C.) I'm horribly mistaken and all of my ignored conversations are just coincidence. Now regularly I wouldn't write this in my public journal, but I am fairly confident that it will not be viewed by the perpetrator.(This segment was added for the enjoyment of my readers who have an adiction to drama. You will know if you are addicted to such things if: A.) You watch soap operas religiously B.) You carelessly throw yourself into relationships just to get hurt (I hope not) or C.) You are the kind of guy/girl who talks back at the tv or movie screen in tense situations) Well that's all I have for tonight folks. Hope you enjoyed the laughter (was there laughter?... I think so, but I'm not going back to check.), the crying (I know there wasn't crying unless you got stabbed in the face by a blunt object while reading my journal), and the anger (I guess I'm not really that angry about it, I'm more disappointed). This is Nathan signing out, wishing all the little boys and girls out there in "Reading My Journal Land" a pleasant evening. May I recoment you not eating the sausage in the caf for breakfast? It is rarely cooked all the way. And now... an ending note of inspiration: "Fall seven times, stand up eight." -Japanese Proverb. You said it Japanese guy... speaking of which, I could kill for some Habachi right about now!