Quick post before I embark on flooding myself with sociology reading.
Sociology teacher is a fussy biatch, but as long as she keeps her fuss at noise, Sociology promises to be interesting. Which explains why I bothered to buy the book after just the first lecture, and sink myself into myopic destruction.
Nutrition's visiting professor Dr Hovrath was much more interesting than the SOC woman. He was one who could catch your attention by just talking, not like... the SOC woman who was like a better version of Peggy Su.
HEYYYY.... What's going on theree????? I like students discussing in my classsss! At the appropriate timessss... But I have issueesss! With talking when I'm talking!
Actually she's like a cross between Auntie Yeap and Anthony Lee. OH THE HORRORRRRRRRR!
My brother just danced himself out of the room to Whitney Houston's I'm Every Woman. With his coyly short running shorts, he reminded me of a sad Hard-Gay wannabe.
Anyway! My mom cooked spaghetti for me as a birthday treat! But before I went home, more shoppin'! Popped by Yamaha to get meself a new set of strings (which thank goodness is an overall lighter guage than my present set wound onto my guitar) and a capo. Now I noticed that there were capos which looked exactly the same, but had a cost difference of $1-2. After some observation and confirmation from a staff member, I learnt today that there was a curved top capo and a straight-top capo. What it's for I have no idea, but I believe there has to be a function. Guitarists aren't stupid enough to have 2 variations of the same product which looks exactly the same unless you can detect the slight bulge in the string-stopping rubber for the curved version.
Most guitarists anyway.
Well I said to myself that I'd put sociology reading on the top of my list, so unless I finish or get totally tired, my guitar stays untouched.
orchestrated by Renhao at 7:48:00 pm
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