2003 North East Blackout
aturday September 7th, 2013
Well the first week of university is over and done with, and I'm so happy to be back.
I get to dress up every day in clothes that I wanted myself, clothes I know impress. I hide my eyes behind a brand new pair of gold green Raybans that I bought and am sure are real. I have money in my bank account and am comfortable with my spending. My skin is clearing up, my beard compliments my face so well. I'm becoming the man I know I will be.
Scrambling around to get the classes I needed, the faculty for first engineers was no help to me, as usual I had to get things done on my own. But nonetheless through the stress of only having 2 courses, I persisted and managed to get 6 courses by the end of the week.
It was unfortunate to find out that none of my liberals transferred over but I've given up on them, AUS was ultimately a giant waste of time and money, but I admit still that I learned invaluable experiences from my time there. I just wish my father didn't have to pay so much for those lessons.
My father is back, and it's good to have him back. I paid him back the $1000 I owed him because he paid my deposit and I could see he was proud. Mom told me earlier that Dad had said that I had grown into a man since he had left. I'd gotten bigger, standing straighter, more responsible.
I was so glad to hear that my father thought such things of me.
I will make him proud, I will make his life easier, unlike this sister of mine has.
Since he came back, he's been determined to get back into health and joined my gym right away. Just yesterday we went to workout in the early morning together and I loved it. There's nothing like lifting with your father, nothing
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.Thursday September 12th, 2012 11:39PM
Well I'm almost done my second week of university and things are finally starting to fall into place.
As time continues I'm finding myself grow closer, we hang out frequently at Ryerson, i even have a
Well the first week of university is over and done with, and I'm so happy to be back.
I get to dress up every day in clothes that I wanted myself, clothes I know impress. I hide my eyes behind a brand new pair of gold green Raybans that I bought and am sure are real. I have money in my bank account and am comfortable with my spending. My skin is clearing up, my beard compliments my face so well. I'm becoming the man I know I will be.
Scrambling around to get the classes I needed, the faculty for first engineers was no help to me, as usual I had to get things done on my own. But nonetheless through the stress of only having 2 courses, I persisted and managed to get 6 courses by the end of the week.
It was unfortunate to find out that none of my liberals transferred over but I've given up on them, AUS was ultimately a giant waste of time and money, but I admit still that I learned invaluable experiences from my time there. I just wish my father didn't have to pay so much for those lessons.
My father is back, and it's good to have him back. I paid him back the $1000 I owed him because he paid my deposit and I could see he was proud. Mom told me earlier that Dad had said that I had grown into a man since he had left. I'd gotten bigger, standing straighter, more responsible.
I was so glad to hear that my father thought such things of me.
I will make him proud, I will make his life easier, unlike this sister of mine has.
Since he came back, he's been determined to get back into health and joined my gym right away. Just yesterday we went to workout in the early morning together and I loved it. There's nothing like lifting with your father, nothing
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.Thursday September 12th, 2012 11:39PM
Well I'm almost done my second week of university and things are finally starting to fall into place.
As time continues I'm finding myself grow closer, we hang out frequently at Ryerson, i even have a