Well, I've been in School for a total of six weeks now and so far I already hate it. Not really School itself, just how much free time it takes out. I've always been a night person myself and it's taken me a grand total of.... Seven times six... Carry the two.... Plus one.... Divide by ten.... The equilibrium of Texas is always the answer...

Okay, whatever. Point is that it's taken me a month to get my sleep schedule adjusted, and I still hate it. I still don't fall sleep till like.... Midnight, which gives me a bout a grand total of five hours. As you can probably guess, school work, plus trying to work out every day, has really made me tired, which interferes with my ability to concentrate at School, which is already shit to none.

So, although I am passing, I'm off to a bumpy start. But whatever. Let's talk about some of the good things that came from it!

1. I discovered that having a crippled friend means you get free rides in the "Crippled Only" School Elevators if you convince him to tell a teacher you're just carrying his bags for him.

2. If you're in a fight, even if you loose, you'll gain a lot of respect from people just for standing up for yourself.

3. Watching two people who DON'T know how to fight is sometimes more entertaining than watching people who do.

4. I'm tired of trying to half ass my Religious beliefs to make other people happy, I know what I believe in and I'm perfectly content with it.

5. No matter how much a bitch a girl is, calling her a fatass is never a good idea. EVER.

6. Slaps to the face by fat chicks hurt.

7. Kicks to the nuts by fat chicks hurt.

8. When I count my blessings, I feel a lot better. My life ain't so bad compared to other people.

9. Taking a girl to see Zombie Land is not a romantic date. It is, however, a good way to see a badass movie and then feel guilty for neglecting the girl the whole time but not really giving a fuck cuz you got to see a Cowboy murder Zombies over a Twinkie.

10. I've found out that I'm a lot happier when I feel like loving the world instead of blowing it up. So to everyone reading this, I love all of you greasy bunch of scumbags.

That's about it. Words of wisdom from a teenage wanna be Cowboy... I've always been more of a redneck, to be honest... Ah, well.

~ Southern Hospitality.