A Browner Shade of Cray: I Know I Kick Ass.

I’m still alive after 3 weeks of IACT. That’s quite a feat seeing how commuting from Sentul to PJ and back takes up about 3 hours of my day and jangles my nerves quite a bit. I must have underestimated my patience and tolerance for long bus rides and smelly passengers.

Also, I haven’t yet submitted in a task past its deadline. I’m sure my high school teachers will not believe this if they were to stumble across my blog now and read this post. I’ve dropped my “I’m Belinda and I don’t do homework” attitude. I believe I might actually be turning into a nerd. I say this ‘cause people actually ask ME about homework now and what exactly has to be done. I’m used to being the one asking all the questions. I hate this role reversal. There is just too much pressure.

I think college is going to really do good for me. Other than the normal shiznits, I think I’m actually going to build up a lot more responsibility. Hmmm. Maybe? That’s a pretty big maybe though. I’m now experiencing that feeling of obligation I’m sure 80% of my friends went through in high school.

NOT NICE.

That’s Jordan’s mantra. You have to say it a certain way or it doesn’t work. He’s my DMC course mate. He has CRS; Can’t Remember Shit Syndrome. And his best friend is Joel, Mister Face Problem and the source for all the lameness that occurs in, out and around classes. Both of ‘em give me loads of reasons to ROFL, LMAO and, of course, LOL.

*They be also in a band called Everway. When they finally get famous, I’m going to sell off their email addresses on eBay*

Then there’s Kate, Miss Indie Music. I hearts her. She introduced me to Meg&Dia. I introduced her to The Hush Sound. We have both since fallen in love. Sylvia likes to drink and party and that’s about the main thing you need to know. She also makes the BEST orgasmic noises at random moments and her voice is so super sexy! Fatima loves Justin Bieber. And for that reason, I shall say nothing more of her, UNLESS SHE AGREES THAT JB SHOULD BE SHOVED DOWN AN ICELANDIC VOLCANO.

Sam is a loner.

There are a bunch of other people I would love to mention in this post, but my brain isn’t functioning right today. I think it’s a side effect from Tokio Hotel’s mediocre concert last night. I would put up pictures, but the concert really wasn’t worth it.

But I still love Bill Kaulitz, so there.