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Name: Matt
Birthday: 10/7/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Fire, anime, webcomics, werewolves, indian food, and the thoughts that pass through my head.
Expertise: Sending of pants to Vahalla, melting Carebears, sneaking in and out of my house, and being the nicest most helpful or apologetic person you will meet.
Message: message me
AIM:  stealthyduster
Member Since:
5/27/2004
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| Been a while hasn't it? Yeah, I would say I haven't had the free time but that wouldn't be honest.
Little has changed in my mind set since ... a long time now. I still
dream the same dreams about the same things and the same people over
and over again.
Got a new roommate, a guy named Brian. He's pretty cool, we agree on a lot of things and we mesh fairly well.
A friend from down the hall commented on how much she hated it when
people couldn't bring themselves to talk after a break-up, especially
one that was relatively clean. I don't know what has been holding me
back. I'm still trying to figure that one out.
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| Spring Semester Schedual:
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ENGL-115 WENTW 214 |
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ENGL-115 WENTW 214 |
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ENGL-115 WENTW 214 |
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ENGL-115 WENTW 214 |
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PHYS-210 BEATT 420 |
PHYS-210 IRALL 101 |
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PHYS-210 BEATT 420 |
PHYS-210 BEATT 420 |
| 10:30AM |
PHYS-210 BEATT 420 |
PHYS-210 IRALL 101 |
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PHYS-210 BEATT 420 |
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PHYS-210 IRALL 101 |
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MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
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MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
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MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
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MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
MATH-280 WILLS 102 |
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COMP-201 RBSTN 103 |
COMP-201 BEATT 302 |
COMP-201 RBSTN 103 |
COMP-201 RBSTN 103 |
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COMP-201 BEATT 302 |
COMP-201 RBSTN 103 |
COMP-201 RBSTN 103 |
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COMP-208 WENTW 004 |
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COMP-208 WENTW 307 |
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COMP-208 WENTW 004 |
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COMP-208 WENTW 307 |
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COMP-208 WENTW 004 |
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Only one 8Am class this time around. Good stuff.
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| Its been a while but do I have a story for you:
Majority of my suitmates enjoy the parties as can be expected of
college students. But John likes it a bit too much. There is this one
girl named Crystal who appearently has a boyfriend named Mike here at
Wentworth who for some odd reason spends more time here at our suite or
with John and/or Dave. Now Crystal hooked up with John for a week
straight a little while ago and then with Dave two nights before the
big weekend party, while she was dead sober, a critical point.. At said
party, in addition to John and Dave, she hooks up with four other guys.
All the while she keeps saying how she needs to see Mike. This sets
Dave off and tells her to make a choice, 'Us' or him. She storms off.
And John gets this great idea, post a list of names of guys she hooked
up with while dating Mike on both Crystal's and Mike's facebook. Then
at three in the morning, drunk and stupid, John and Dave decide to find
Crystal to mess with her some more. They end up on the fourth floor of
Baker Hall, Mike's floor. They decide to rip down and steal numerous
whiteboards from random people. When they get home they stash the goods
in Seb's, my roommate, bed.
Friday morning comes and I'm sitting on the couch watching tv. A knock
at the door. Twelve angry guys are looking for John. A dozen of Baker
residents who are displeased with the state of their floor are staring
us down trying to find a guy who happens to be passed out on his bed
not thirty feet behind me. I tell them I havn't seen him, which is
true. We tell them to check Baker, he might be at Nicole's room. They
leave. Before I can sit down there is another knock. Its the RA, Raff,
saying he got a call from the RA over in Baker who told him a large
group of guys just left looking for John. We respond that they were
just here and gave him some descriptions of the guys. He leaves. We
wake John and Dave up from their stupor and tell them what happened.
They throw clothes on and start scrambling. I go into my room and lock
my door.
I'm listening to music for a while. John calls my cell.
"Are they there? Are they in the common room?"
"Hold on I'll check." I walk out and see the common room to be empty.
Then I see the door. The door that we had locked. Open. With fifteen
guys standing there looking at me. "Hold on Eric, let me check that for
you." Turn and back into my room. "They are inside. The door is open
somehow. I'll try to talk to them." And I hang up and walk back out.
"Where's John?"
"After you guys left, Dave woke up and the other guys told John the
story. They started scrambling and I went into my room to watch
Rounders" Then John and Dave come out of their room. And I busy myself
in my room. They talk it out. They insist that they, John and Dave,
took advantage of Crystal's innebriation and if it wern't for the
alcohol she wouldn't be hooking up with anyone other than Mike. Might I
remind you she was sober when she and Dave were doing the horizontal
dance two nights prior.
Now for the crazy part, how they got in. We have metal doors, metal
frames, and deadbolts. We live on the 'first' floor which means we have
a ground floor under us and our windows are minimum 15 feet off the
ground. We have a fan in one of our common room windows. They lifted
the smallest guy up to our window, knocked the fan out, and crawled in
to unlock the door. They came in through the fucking window. What the
hell is that? We close and lock our windows at night now.
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| My suitmates think I look old enough to buy them beer. I, by the way, havn't shaved in several days. When did this happen?
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| With the exception of number eleven:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/66795671.html
Leaving noonish with guys for Otakon. Presently at work milking for time.
I forgot my wallet at home. I have my badge. But I really want my
wallet. That throws a slight wrench in plans. But if the guys want to
check-in to the hotel, they will get me my wallet.
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