If you could classify yourself as one of the following it would be:
I’m bored, I’m bored, I’m BORED…
Everyone locally is in school this week, but mine doesn’t open up until next Tuesday!!!
sighs
So, how was everyone’s holiday?
Yeah, mine too.
Don’t answer the poll if you don’t want. I’m just being weird with it.
I started school already as well. Where do you go that begins so late?
By the way, I’m bored from thinking about how much work this semester will be. 
George Mason University
Some schools are starting this late. Virginia Tech is, I know that. That’s fine by me, I could use it…next semesters, three math courses, one engineering, and one that I have yet to decide on. It is rather crappy when you have nothing to do over break because everyone else is in class, though. sighs 3 weeks ago, I would be passed out drunk right now.
This may be a good time to explore where the “older” ladies spend their nights…
Besides, I always get sick of seeing the same people from my highschool over and over again during breaks.
No rancid poonanny for me, thank you very much.
I like my women like I like my wine; aged no more than 20 years. Anything else is just vinegar.
I kid, of course. (sorta)
You have fun with your geriatrics…I’m going to browse some internet pr0n.
Vinegar can taste good on some salads…
Okay, I may just have to moderate myself.
And just to set the record straight, there’s never been more than a 2 year difference- not my cup of tea, I was just trying to help… 
Haha, thanks, but I think my desparation hasn’t quite reached the point where I actually speak to the camel toed lady who goes “psst” at men in the Food Lion entrance. Older ladies around here go to bed at 6pm after their daily trip to Old Country Buffet.
Understandable- not everyone has the luxury of living near Newport Beach California, home of the fake breast and Botox.
Hell, you may actually think you’re landing a 22 year old in Newport. Of course, you may wonder why she can laugh without moving her face…
Ok, Whoa.
I want to see that. Back at school near D.C., I think nose jobs are the big hit, 'cause everywhere I go, someone’s got their nose in the air about something.
At least people there laugh.
I must ask, are you familiar with the effects of Botox?
Yes, yes I am
Even if their face cracks wide open, laughter is not something I see much inside the city. 
Especially at clubs. Mostly cursing. Except at Madam’s Organ. That’s a cleverly named club in Adam’s Morgan. You see lots of smiling there.
“I Come From Nowhere”(lyrics and music by Frank Zappa)
I come from nowhere
And you should go there
Just try it for a while
The people from nowhere
Always smile
Their eyes are all frozen over
The sides of their faces pooch out at the corners
Because that’s what happens when their mouths turn up
On both sides
Which is why we can tell they’re smiling
They never frown
They never let their eyebrows turn down
They like going around with their teeth showing
All the time
They are from nowhere
Your teeth are showing
So maybe you been there
You could have the disease of the nowhere people
Where the air gets stuck all over their gums
When their nowhere lips roll back
For real excitement
They stand still
They shut up
Then they don’t do nothing
Out there in nowhere
cherish boredom, because I never have it. There are way too damn things for me to do. Boredom is a good thing Rafa, cherish it.
AHHHHHH!!!
hehe im out of school for another month.
sweeeeeettt.
But once it starts the emotions, they will be interesting.
I don’t like boredom; an uneasy feeling always taunts it.