Class to Crunkness

Okay... um, didn't go to my second class today, and I honestly have to say that I wouldn't have missed anything and that I could give a flying f*ck if I did. ouch. Harsh, right? Thing is, I did two papers for that class early this morning and each were 2-3 pages a peice, and I've got it goin' on right now. I'm trying to think.... I started typing the papers around 9 somethin' this morning and I was finished before 10:35. The reason I say before 10:35 is because I remember looking @ the clock once I emailed the papers to my teacher and it was 10:35. Good sh*t. But for real. I'm gonna go to all my classes next week. I'm serious. I've been bad and I need to be punished. mmmmm.... sounds delicious. lol. Ne Way, i'm supposed to be going to get some tennis shoes tonight with Robert. He's a sweetie pie. I'm so wrong, though. I like getting loud with him on the phone. Everytime I do it, he's like, "why are u YELLING?" And I'm just like, "I'M NOT YELLING!" Even though a lot of the time I'm well aware of the fact that I am yelling. But the fact that he doesn't get loud back is why I love the guy. I swear, if he was just like me, I couldn't talk to him. It's weird, though. We're both Aries and his b-day is the day after mine, but I still feel like we're on two different extremes of the same zodiac sign. Well, for the most part anyway. I think I'm more of the spastic one who worries about everything and looks like the cheerleader chick on speed or somethin'. And then there he is, chillin' out, lookin' at me like I'm crazy. Don't get me wrong. I can be chill, too. But it's somethin' about when I'm around him. I feel like a little kid in a candy store. My eyes get so big to where I think I can consume all of him and everything he's involved in and make it a part of me and my life. I don't want this feeling to change. Man, I'm so proud of myself. I made 2 more mixes yesterday, and I bought the new Crunk Juice cd for 2 dollas. I made a Slow mix II and a Crunk It Mix III. And honestly, I wouldn't want to pay a lot for the new crunk juice cd. It was hyped up a little too much (i'm being bit brash). I think there were too many shorts and interludes in the album. I have to admit some of them were hella funny. But dude, there was this song, called "skeet skeet", which i thought would have been tight, due to the name of the song, but oh my god, WTF. I was like "hell-to-the-no". If I was to give it a rating based on crunkness, it would get 3 out of 5 stars. Skeet SKeet.