Lucky bastards and their laptops, I don't know why I never got one. I thought this was supposed to be a democratic country, where if you provide a convincing enough argument, you can claim victory. Apparently Agar didn't think so when I requested a laptop to greatly improve work production last year. If I had one of these, I'd be organized for a change and I'd actually have interest in writing something (writing essays and reports with a pen is soooo '50s).
School still blows too. I'm not really looking foward to two weeks of forgetting everything that I had learned the semester, but I guess it can serve its purpose of being two weeks of drunkiness, getting high, and very important medical recovery.
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