It is Wednesday, March 11th 2009. This is a day after I come back from Acapulco, I am back to the real world. No more late night partying, staying out till 6am and other activities that are questionable in a politically correct society.

I wake up 6:45 am (only God knows how). To start my day off, I haggle with AT&T for 45 mins about my phone bill and the call ended with me paying $554 (Long story, ask me when you see me). I then head to class, Note: remember that I have missed two days of school, so I had the WTH expression on my face for the whole day cause I did not understand what the professors where talking about.

Earlier that day I had also emailed the company I last did co-op with so they could send my W-2 so that I can file my tax returns. I have changed my address since I last worked there but magically two hours later my roommate tosses me an envelope with my W-2 in it which just came in that day. Keep in mind no one in the company knows where I live now or anyone in my old apartment.

Next thing I am driving home and I get a phone call from a company telling me my Car is out of warranty and then they try to get information about me and my car. I was like naaaaaaaaaah! I gave them fake info.

Then I check the mail (snail mail) and then I get a shirt in the mail addressed to me, I check the price tag it cost $110. I look at the return address, I have no clue who it is from, never seen that name before but the package is addresed to me. What the hell is going on a whole day filled with the most random events.