End of Semester Update

So, one more semester, one more year under my belt. This semester sucked. I had a Computer Science class that totally fucked me. I blame the professor actually, because I know I understand programming, and I know I could have gotten C++ if it was presented better. I'm pretty sure I failed that class, but then again, I only half-assed it for like the past 2 months. I would have put more effort in but I had another grad-level Linguistics class that took most of my time. Oh well, I probably got a 3.5 in that class, a 3.0 in another one and a 3.5 in my archaeology class. No, I didn't meet Indiana Jones, yes I'm pissed about it. Compared to last semester, I did much worse. For some reason, I don't give a shit though. I spent almost this entire semester with my mind on a particular girl, so in a way it kinda messed me up, but in every other way it was better, so I can't complain.

I don't have any plans for the summer yet, except that I want to DJ some gigs. If you need a pair of kickass DJs, let me know. We're ready. I need to get a job to start saving up for my rent next year because it's a little more than it was this year. Wait...what the fuck am I doing? You guys don't give a shit about any of this. I guess I'm just bored. Whatever, piss off.

My Tattoo

My neighbor, my roommate's girlfriend and I were talking about tattoos. My neighbor Brooke already has a tattoo and she wants more. My roommates girlfriend doesn't have any, so I don't need to say her name. I actually didn't need to say Brooke's because this is my blog, so it's about me. All about me in fact. I've joked about what tattoos I'd get before, stuff like the Death Star, perhaps Alderaan on my other shoulder getting shot by the super laser. Something like that. I do like Star Wars after all, but enough to get a tattoo? That's a big statement, and not one I'm sure I could back up my whole life. I was telling them, I don't know what tattoo I'd get because there's not anything that I think I'm going to like for ever. The only thing I could think of that I know I'm going to like forever is my dick, but that's already on my body. I don't think I need a picture of it somewhere else on my body. It's like, hey, check this out...I bet you can't guess where the real one is.

But then I got thinking, why not get a tattoo of something that'll be helpful...something that I could use as a reference. Maybe I could get the Bill of Rights tattooed somewhere, so if I get pulled over I could cite it. But there are other things that are more useful I think. Little friendly reminders that could be of use until I'm pretty old. One I think that I could use a lot would be "2 Minute Warning" on my forearm. Why this? Well, how many times have I been close to being done and need to let someone know?! "Alex! Hurry up, we've got to go!" BAM 2 Minute Warning, I'll be there in a minute. Brooke was talking about how tattoos are addictive: if you get one, you always want more. I think if I had the "2 Minute Warning" tattoo it would be most useful in conjunction with my next tattoo: