okay, so even if i fall extremely short of the required 120 hours and just fail my trabalho and thus several credits for this semester, you are still jealous of my isp. i get to hang out with cool, beautiful people and attend hot hiphop shows and see other parts of town that are not along avenida sete de setembro. it may meen getting on and then falling asleep on the wrong bus multiple times, but whatever. it's making all the other times where i'm completely sluggish and difficult worth it (i hope). the only problem (aside from possibly not being able to fufill the whole isp reqs thing) is that i'm kind of pretending to be a bigger hiphop head in the us than i am. i really do like and appreciate and respect and value hiphop, just maybe not as innately as the people i'm working with do. que pena for me. what a shame.

anyways, today is black consciousness day, which i can not spell in neither english nor portuguese at the moment. yayyyy. now if only i could get my shit together. the november of "unbearable suffering" drags on. why, oh why, does mercury have to be in retrograde?