| I don't know why this cracked me up so much
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| School...
Man I'm glad I'm not in it anymore. It sure is a lot harder than work, I don't get how anyone in their right mind could want to go back to school. I still remember recollecting about school days with my friends.
me: Man, don't you hate it when you go to class and then find out you have a test that day? And you're like, "WHAT THE HELL!!! NOBODY TOLD ME THERE WAS A TEST TODAY!!!"
friends: No. That's never happend to me.
me: Well what about when you take a test and you see something on there and you're like, "dude, what the hell is this, I never seen this before! We never went through this chapter in class!!!"
friends: No. That's never happened to me either.
me: hehe, ya...
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| Project Manager: AJ, there are a few things I would like you to work on. You need to learn how to be more mature and stop being such a goofball in the office. If you don't act mature, I can't take you out to clients.
Man, wrong day to wear a hooters t-shirt...
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| I have a Sharepoint certification test tomorrow at 9am. It's 11pm and I haven't started studying yet. Now that I posted on my hockey message boards, checked my email, went to facebook, perused the news, read up on the latest celebrity gossip, I am finally ready to study... after I post on my xanga.
Want to know the latest on my life? Not much...
but I did eat cat food. You know, those treats you give cats so they don't behave like... animals. In case you were wondering, it tastes exactly like how it smells... a nuclear explosion of fish guts. Mine was kind of chewy, almost like a soft cookie. But a cookie that tasted like a nucleur explosion of fish guts. Scored a cool $2 bucks in the process... BOO YA!!!
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| What is it about those 3 words that are so annoying to hear.
"I know you"...
I try not to get annoyed by it, but I really can't help it. While I do try to remain as transparent as possible, when does a person know enough about me that he knows "me"? The underlying complexity of a person is fairly far reaching, to claim to have attained that knowledge is quite a feat.
And what exactly is it that a person knows? My character? My abilities? My potential? What I'm capable of? Or perhaps my limitations? Sometimes I think it is only when we place people or things in a conveniently sized box can we be comfortable with them. It ensures us that we can control the situation and will not be faced with the unknown. Insecurity truly is a scary thing...
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