So I had a run-in with a cop yesterday. I was taking Jordan to the doctor to get his cast taken off, but before we went we made a stop at Wendy's and got Jordan some lunner. That's right, I just made that up... I am very gifted. Back to the story. I was driving down Valley Mills and this cop is driving behind me. I noticed that he was trying to get behind me. He was definitely after me. Then, he gets behind me and turns on his lights. I was thinking, "Crap, what the crap did I do??? I was just drivin, right??" This just freaks me out. I hate it when cops pull you over. Also, I had no idea why he was pullin me over. I pull over and wait to see what I did wrong. He strolls on up to my window and says, "The reason I'm pulling you over today is 'cause you aren't wearing your seat belt." He was lookin in Jordan's direction. We looked at each other like, is this guy frickin serious? And now, why this cop sucks:

1. Clearly, Jordan's seat belt IS on.
2. Jordan has 2 broken arms!!! 2!!!!!!!!! It would've taken him a good while to get his seat belt on if it wasn't already.
3. Jordan is in the middle of his meal. There is a hamburger sitting in his lap.
4. For Jordan to reach up to get the seat belt, the cop would have seen his big, bulky cast reach up to get it.

So after we clearly lay out all these facts for the moron, he gets the point and walks away. Way to go officer doofus.

Today it was rainy and I enjoyed it. I'm not one to usually enjoy the rain, but today was different. I'm not sure what it was, but it felt good. So they say rain makes you depressed and sad and lonely and crap.. not this guy, not today. I took the early bus to class, because I had to print some material off at the library. Now, since this was the early bus, I got to campus very early. So early, everyone was still in class or somewhere else. I got this crazy feeling. I was walking from Fountain Mall down to the library, and I looked around and listened to the slow rain hit my umbrella. Everyone was in class at this time, so I felt like I was the only one on campus. But in reality, some 13,000 people were in the buildings all around me. It was very peaceful. The sound of the rain calmed me and made me feel like nothing else mattered. It was great...

On the other hand, either I'm fat or my umbrella's too small cause I got into the library and saw that my pants and my shirt were both spotted with raindrops. I could maybe understand the pants, but the shirt!! What was the rain going horizontal or something?

Also, happy 8 month anniversary to my girl.

So yesterday was a crazy day. I go to my economics class a little early for no reason at all. I get there, and I see two people, that I recognize from class, just waiting outside the classroom. I see the door shut and the lights off. Now, as most people would, I assume that the door is locked. But, just to make sure, I ask the boy and the girl sittin outside the classroom. I say, "So is the door locked?" The guy looks at me and says, "Neither of us have tried." I say, "oh" and think to myself, "What's this guys problem? Was it completely necessary to respond in the most sarcastic way or did I really ask a retarded question?" It just pissed me off. A simple "Yes" would have been sufficient, but no, he had to make me feel like a retard. So we sit there for another 5 minutes or so, until something happens. The girl gets up and opens the door! What is going on???? They were telling the truth?!?!? What??!??!?? I just couldn't understand why this had even happened. It wasn't like they were friends or even talking much. For some reason though, I was still extremely pissed at that guy. I don't know why. I hate that kid.

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So I had a little adventure goin to the Taco Bell tonight. I had been studyin in the library for about an hour and couldn't really grasp anything that I was studying. The guy behind me decides that the library is made for him. In about 10 minutes he called two people and received two phone calls. It wouldn't have been so bad if he had excused himself from the designated study area, but nooooo, he just sat in his seat and talked away in a normal voice. That guy was just pissin me off, and I think he just contributed to my lack of comprehension. I don't know what happened, but it seems like everyone has forgotten that you're supposed to be quiet in the library. So, I put my books in my bag and stormed out of the library with unfinished business. I think to myself, "maybe I just need some food to re-energize my brain." And the first thing that comes to mind when I think brain food is... Taco bell. I get into my car, put all the windows down, turn up the Converge, and get on my way to taco bell. I drive up and see a line, but don't think much of it cause I'm really in the mood for some tacos. As I'm sittin in my car, a scruffy, dirty, old bum strolls up. I don't really get scared or anything, I figure I'll just give him some change and he'll let me be. He leans INTO my passenger side window and looks at me. This was kinda pushin it if you ask me. I don't think he read the bum etiquette guide. He decides to try and win me over with his charm and extends his hand for a handshake. I think, "aww crap, can't you see that I'm in line here to get some food. I don't want to get bum germs all over my hand and then eat my delicious tacos." I decide that it'd probably be better if I just gave him a little shake, for my own safety, considering he's halfway in my car. I want to get this guy outta here, so I go ahead and cut to the chase and say, "You want some money or somethin?" He says, "No." Now I start to worry. What does this guy want? Then, he tells me that he doesn't have any money. So here is, basically in my car, tellin me some elaborate story of how he needs a hotel room. He says he needs it for himself and his wife, and points to a lady sitting outside the front door of taco bell. I look over and see one lady smoking a cigarette in a Taco Bell shirt. This guy is just pissin me off now. We just met, I shook his hand, and now he lies to me??!?? I go for the ash tray full of change and start to get some money. He says, "Alright!! Just dump that whole thing in my hands!!!" I look at him and his dingy hands and give him about eight cents, and say "that's all I got." and he leaves disappointed. And then my whole mood changes when the nice Taco Bell lady comes on the speaker and asks ME what I want. Thank you taco bell, you made my day.

Tonight I was driving and I didn't really pay attention to what I was doing. I drove the whole way over to my girlfriends apartment without really concentrating on driving. I think I've driven the route many times and my mind has just memorized it. Right after passing through a light, I realized that I had no idea what color it was. It was really weird. I wasn't all over the road or anything... I just wasn't paying attention. I dunno. It was weird.

So for the past couple of weeks I've been dealing with some craziness on my leg. I wake up one morning with this pain in my left ankle. I don't really even look at it cause I was in too much of a hurry to get to class. At the end of the day, I look down at my ankle cause it's causin me some discomfort and.. holy crap! My ankle was huge! I think, "crap, I don't wanna deal with this crap." I go to the Baylor medical service the next day to find out that they don't know what's goin on either. I dunno what it is, but when I go to the doctor, I expect a response as to what is going on with my oversized ankle. She looks at it for a little bit and then says, "hmmm.... I'll be right back." What's goin on? Where you goin? You goin to get the saw? She just brings in some other doctor for a second opinion. Now this other doctor seems to know what's goin on. At this point, I thought it would have been appropriate for me to switch doctors. I want the one who knows her stuff. Oh well, what are you gonna do? The doctor that I got stuck with was a very nice lady, but seemed a little nuts. Before she entered the room, she always knocked. What was she lookin for? An invitation to come in? You're the doctor, I'm here to see you. Then, as she was leaving, she knocked on the door! I was thinking, what the crap is this lady doin? Maybe she just likes to knock or something. Anyways, in the end she just gave me some medicine and it is finally all better today. It was fun.