HOW AM I GONNA PRESS SAVE ON MY WORD DOCUMENT AND IT DOESN'T SAVE? WTF, I JUST FINISHED MY ESSAY AND I GET GAYED.

<^> Microsoft Word.

:update:

slowing climbing out of my slump:
-cleaned my room.
-folded my china-washed clothes.
-i do not smell.

-finished paper but not really because my liver rejected the adderall(by making me puke 5 times and die)! i better not bomb it.
-B+(A- after curve) on a test i studied one night for, even though i wanted an A.
-grading mistake on one of my tests. holla, i love suprise points.
-i registered for all the classes that i actually wanted. problem is, the course load is too much so i have to drop one and take an easier class.
-no big chunks of school work this week, finally

school better stay like this... relatively stress free

on another note, some random thoughts/questions:
-i hate people that ask stupid questions in class. shut up already. for serious.
-i don't get how people with such ugly form make so many shots?
-what am i gonna do when prison break ends?
-i got a thoughtful box of goodies from DOC (NYCAC), including: candy, organic chips, mango pudding, some notes, an ugly ass picture obviously drawn by my brother, and a MOON CAKE! lol

junior year slump:
-room is the dirtiest it has ever been
-paper due, paper due, test coming up, paper due, +more
-i got a bad grade on a test i studied my ass off for
-went 0 for 15 in intramurals
-ate mad hot dogs
-i don't know what classes to register for
-hand-washed my clothes china style, because i ran out of underwear and socks
-i smell

college is so fun! paper time!

i might be a gym noobie, but i already have things (people) that irritate me:

1) so this dude is in the gym in sweats and timbs. first off, get some sneakers. this guy was in the gym the whole time i was there: about 2 hours. the only exercise he got done was with his damn mouth. everytime i look at him he was talking loudly... i even maxed my ipod volume. after my ipod ran out of batteries, i was forced to listen to what came out of this guys mouth: "yo in jail, i swear, i told these guys what drugs i did and they didn't even wanna come near me. yea, i went to jail". GOOD WAY TO MACK IT! sad thing is, the girl sounded intrigued in his "jail" experience (he probably had to go to the station for egging houses during halloween). go to a bar or something to pick up girls, don't sit on one machine for 2 hours macking it to a girl who was working out the whole time. and going to jail is nothing to brag about. and stop talking so loud with a wide open mouth.

2) workout is done. i go to the lockeroom. i dropped something on the floor. i go pick it up. i smell the worst smell EVER. i turn my head while bent down and what do i see?, a freaking foot in my face. my bodily reaction?: i gag of course. some old dude was smiling at my reaction, lol. but yo russian kid!, why would you take your sock off right next to my head? put your foot down when you take your sock off! or freaking don't come near me with those nuclear fungus feet.