For all u people who wanted me to update this, this entry is for you.
Today was one of the most frustrating and stressful days ever. Every decision I made led to a wrong turn. I was taking the F train (as usual) to school when it suddenly went local out of nowhere. I was already a bit late to get to school and have lunch so I decided to get off at the next stop where I can transfer to the E train. On the way there, one of those little mexican dudes with the banjo came and sang some annoying samba crap or whatever and began to beg for money. When I got off at Roosevelt Ave. , it was announced that there was an E train problem due to a malfunctioning switch or something. After 20 mins, only a R train passed by so I decided to take that in hopes of being able to arrive for lunch.
On the way to Poly, ANOTHER banjo mexican came to my car and starting hitting that banjo. His song lasted for 4 train stops >=( . There were also 2 hot asian chicks across from me. We kept staring at each other but they got off at Canal St. (Chinatown). I never got their names =( .
I then saw my friend Rich at the R station and we bought lunch and ate at the dirty poly basement. Good seeing him again since I havent seen him in weeks. Ended up being late for class but hey, the professor was 20 mins late as usual so it was all good. During lecture, I didnt understand any of his rambling lecture. Something about first order differential equations stuff that I did last semester and got a B in. I am so screwed for this class =/ . After lecture, just went to the basement and played games till 5:45. In between those times, I went to take a piss in the gym bathroom and smelled the nastiest shit ever. I always wonder why everytime I go for a peaceful tinkle that theres a POS waiting in the stall next to me to be sniffed. sigh....
After leaving Poly, I made a few more wrong train transfer decisions and ended up late. I caught the A, which surprisingly had ANOTHER mexican banjo player. After getting on the 7 in 42nd st. , I went to change cars. While passing thru the door, guess what I see.... 3 mexican ladies half my height come out!!! I have never seen so many mexicanos in one day in my whole life.
Had dinner in main st. with familiy and friends. Made another wrong decision by ordering a dish that turned out to be a quarter of what it was on the menu. And all the food there was salty. Wrong dish, Wrong restaurant. After coming home, I decided to relieve some stress and play warcraft. I lose every single game.
So with all that in mind, I'm going to end the entry right here to go to the bathroom and unpluck the white hairs that are growing outta my head and ass. | 
