Dropped

OK, finally decided to drop a class. Now I only have 3 classes, none of which are on Tuesday / Thursday. I thought that I could do 20 hours, but... Oh, well. Something about this quarter feels different. Mebbe it's the party-boy in me coming back to life. Helene said I was nuts, but what does she know. She won't even go dancing with me. Weirdness. After all, she likes to hang out at gay clubs / bars.

Processed my first batch of black and white film today in my photography class. I didn't do too awful bad. The last few pics on each roll was ruined because the film kinked up. The rest look good, tho. Next time I'll know how to hold the film as I unspool it onto the reels. At least I wasn't the only one who made a mistake. Another guy did the same as I did, but only to one roll.

Saw Dean today. He is looking hot as ever. Damn, wish I had the balls to ask him out. I have a feeling that a stud like him could really rock my world (amongst other things). However, I was on the phone listening to Helene whine about how her gay boyfriend is mad at her. Well, mebbe mad at her. Str8 girls, they have more drama than any twink I have ever known! Because of HELENE he got away! :)

Anyway, where was I... Oh, yeah, time for another quiz. I found this one a while ago, but I don't think it accurately represents me. But, then, that could just depend on who you ask.

Take the quiz:
"Your Bedtime Body Language (PICS)(Guys Only)"



Face Down
Studs who sleep on their stomachs have passion and energy. Your a hands on guy who tends to be punctual and successful. One caveat: Your propensity to hog the bed space with your sprawling position suggests you might be a tad controlling.

Hmmm, I know I do NOT look like that when I sleep. I mean, come on, if I looked that sexy I wouldn't have any problems finding a man. Then again, what do I know. I can only see myself thru my eyes, and I remember how good I used to look. Guess it's time to hit the gym again. And again, and again. Back on the high protein diet, too. That seemed to work last spring when I lost 15 pounds. You remember, back when I was drooling after studly. Er, I mean, Kevin.

That's all for now, ragazzi. I must be off to bed and pretend to get to sleep before 3 am. Mebbe if I found a decent club to go dancing at on a Moanday night I could wear myself out faster. Then again, I only got 4 hours of sleep last night...

Allora, sono stancho. Ciao, tutti!