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Wednesday, August 29, 2001 05:52 p.m.

Tuesday, August 28, 2001 05:55 p.m.

i think this semester is gonna be ok. my english teacher seems pretty cool and i didn't have to buy all of the books that were required so i only have to read three of the five books i originally thought. i also found out that after i registered they switched it to a "scholar's class". i'm not sure what that means, but it sounds like the same as a regular english lit course. when going over the syllabus, my teahcer told a story about a teacher in north carolina who was suspicious of plagiarism among his students, but had now way of finding out. a website called turnitin.com came out and he checked it with a past student who had already graduated and gotten his b.a. and it turned out that the essay was totally plagiarized and the teacher got his diploma revoked. could just be that my teaher was trying to scare us, but who knows. math was pretty good. the teacher has a sense of humor and seems to have the ability to teach, which is important.

this whole aaliyah thing is really sad. she was good.

this site is good if you're bored at work because they know how you feel.

i really hope prince gets better, nat.

Monday, August 27, 2001 11:00 p.m.

hi there loyal readers, many of whom have given up on me i'm sure. there's been a lot keeping me from writing in this thing since june, but since school starts for me tomorrow and i need a place to vent frustrations and tell silly little anecdotes, i'm thinking about starting it up again. in doing so, i hope that my friends who started doing pitas around the same time I did will start writing again to keep me company. this means you natolee, dan, kevin, greg, and laurel. wow, i almost forgot how to add links.

from the middle of june to the middle of july, natolee and i were on vacation in budapest and also spent a few days in vienna and prague. budapest is by far the most beautiful city i've ever had the pleasure of visiting and i felt really lucky to be able to have the chance to stay there for as long as we did, even though it wasn't enough. nat's mom and grandmother cooked us great food all the time and we saw amazing villages in the country, comparable to nothing in the us. coming back to the states to have to fall back in the same routine of work and bad american television as opposed to waking up whenever and wanting to go out all the time and watching bad european television is not something i looked forward to doing. i have a whole diary that i wrote religiously in every day that i might make a web page from with pictures if i ever get them scanned, but i kind of doubt it will happen.

but here i am, summer gone and college upon me as i try and savor my last few hours of freedom before being overwhelmed by school and work by writing in this thing. i like school when i'm in it, but i'm not looking forward to this semester very much. my english 2 class will be ok judging by the books we're reading (a streetcar named desire, othello, love in the time of cholera, reflections in a golden eye, and wuthering heights) and my psych 2 class might be alright since it's a night class and i have a prety good track record of doing well in my night classes, but i'm really upset that i have to take my math class for the third time. this is not rocket science, it's high school algebra for fuck sake! i know people always say not to blame teachers for your failure, but just hear me out, ok? my teacher last semester would act like it was a pain in the ass to get up and walk to the blackboard to show us how to do something (read: teach). i found out that 7 people out of the original 25+ students at the begining of semester passed the class. that's not all...these 7 people passed after the teacher bumped everyone's grades up one full grade. whatever, i'm destined for failure in math 31 and became zen with my inability to solve equasions during the final last semester.

also this summer, widows & orphans, the band i play in with mehran and camille has been practicing and that's going well besides my voice going out yesterday and coming to practice with incomplete songs in my head to try and teach. email if you know any bass players.

these are the books i read this summer:

breakfast at tiffany's
in cold blood
psychotic reactions and carbeurator dung
the communist manifesto

and i'm in the middle of reading:

days of war, nights of love by the fine folks at crimethinc.

i'm gonna try update more often.