Nothing is fucked dude. Nothing is fucked.
Alright so recently I have reverted this blog into a whiny live journal piece of crap. For that I apologize I will return back to the site manifesto of no more whining from henceforth. Anyways good news, turns out UCLA quarters are exactly the time I will be back home so I think I can take the class` I need there if they exist, or hopefully another school if they dont. OR I can always take the class, at howard next fall. I will at least be able to find some cheap bootlegged DVD`s if I did that.
Yesterday went to LaLaport, (yes I dont know why they keep naming things with names they cant pronounce here) which is a huge mall. Its not just a huge mall though its a ginormous mall. It has maybe 4 wings with three floors to three of them plus one wing has nine floors plus an out door promenade. Highlights of excursion: Ferret world, giant gundam head in an arcade, stores that made no cohesive sense for example a sony plaza with nothing made by sony that sold toys, clothes, convenience store food, calanders, and hats.
Yesterday went to LaLaport, (yes I dont know why they keep naming things with names they cant pronounce here) which is a huge mall. Its not just a huge mall though its a ginormous mall. It has maybe 4 wings with three floors to three of them plus one wing has nine floors plus an out door promenade. Highlights of excursion: Ferret world, giant gundam head in an arcade, stores that made no cohesive sense for example a sony plaza with nothing made by sony that sold toys, clothes, convenience store food, calanders, and hats.
