Yesterday was fun, I went to math class, ran into Harmony and enjoyed a lazy afternoon at the park with her Rachel and her dad. I tried Jones Organic Tea for the first time, it was good, very subtle but good none the less. When I got home I unintentionally broke Cole's full length mirror. That cant be good, what a bad time to have seven years of bad luck, that's essentially my early twenties. Is a broken mirror still bad luck if it was unintentional? At least now if something bad happens to me I'll know its cause, its not my incompetence, it's the mirror I'm telling you...
Roger:"Jordan you've been absent 60% of the class days, I'm going to have to fail you."
Jordan: "Damn that mirror!!" (my fist in the air in the fashion of old overacted movies)
OR
Mom:"Jordan you're 22, you're not in school, you have no job, all you do is sit around your room smoking pot, I'm going to have too throw you out"Jordan: "Damn that mirror"(in a dazed a confused sort of way)
OR
Jordan: "What, my debit card has been denied due to lack of funds!! Damn that mirror."OR
Dear John Letter: "We regret to inform you that you didn't score high enough to qualify for MENSA."Jordan: "Damn that mirror"
The effects of the broken mirror have already begun to take effect, I broke the mirror last night and today I feel crappy.
In walkabout news, I revised my Morocco proposal last night and emailed it to James. I think it's a little better now, I got some questions answered and narrowed some things down, now it more resembles a proposal rather than a vague idea. I have a back up walkabout proposal, walkabout scholarship, along with college stuff to turn in tomorrow. That said I'll leave you here.
Until next time...
3 comments:
damn that mirror.
Since that post I've missed the COTA once talking to my grandmother and a second time oversleeping and missing my math class. Maybe if I try to fix it my sentence of bad luck might be reduced.
i hope so!
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