I’ve been looking at numbers a lot lately. The difference between my youngest brother and myself is around 7 years. 7 fucking years! I’ll be 25 when he graduates from high school. I feel like a bomb of responsibility just hit me. Sure he’ll be an adult & whatnot, hopefully he’ll learn from my mistakes. It just amazes me, that’s all, can’t wait to see him again. Also, in case you wonder, there’s love for the middle one too, but in a different way.
Tomorrow’s going to be a big day. A few weeks work of working on this group project, tomorrow’s the presentation. Best part? We don’t even plan on using power-point. Full attention on us!
You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can’t be sure. But it doesn’t matter – because we’ll be together. This line is still stuck in my head, damn.
So they finally figured out the recipe behind KFC ( Now I’m disappointed it’s that simple :P )
Music with friends ( This is so true )
McNugget Rage ( I’m speechless )
No more wifi at coffee shops? ( I have mixed feelings about this )
First 3D porn movie is being shot ( Yay, technology put to good use? )
In 5 years, the best education will come from the web ( This shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone. Heck I learn more online than I do at university )