Journal Entry #1

Hello, journalpants. I deem you this name because I think pants are necessary for such a delightful assignment. I choose to write in a way that erasing is not a choice and that my fingers move as quickly across the keys as the thoughts enter my mind. I believe this is the truest way to be genuine, or the most genuine way to be true.
At the moment, I am phsyically shaking due to the realization that I was late on perhaps my first two assignments. I've been spending the past weekend at my almost 40 year old friend's, Dan, house in Brewer, calling and harassing the EMCC employees with my questions about online classes and how they work. You'd think that knowledge of these things comes with growing up in this generation, a generation where the inane amount of time spent texting, instant messaging, and blogging prevails over any other activity.
I suppose I should be talking about my schedule but if it's of no interest to me, I'd imagine it wouldn't be much enjoyment for your skimming eyes.
I will say, however, that I am stranded in Brewer an hour away from my actual residence in Hancock, until the snow plows come around.
And now I am concluding. Let us all cheer!