Anonymity on the internet

Today I had the best Spanish class of my life. We spent the whole time online at elchat chatting with other Spanish speaking people in chat rooms. The girl next to me got asked by someone whether or not she had a webcam so that the two of them could masturbate in front of each other, wtf. And I got hit on by a 17 year old boy from Peru who thought that I was a girl. I thought he was gay at first so I played along, but when he found out that I was a guy he quickly quit our chat. It looks like true love is really hard to come by in a chat room online.

I type like a drummer drums a roll

"Drumline" the movie is the next biggest hit that never happened. It was in theaters for a short time and it got even less recognition than "Bring it On" did. I just finished the movie instead of writing an essay like I was supposed to be tonight and that forced me to type the paper really quick cause I'm sort of tiried. The problem is that every time that I start typing fast, the keys strokes turn into drum beats like on a snare drum and then the movie comes into my mind. After a couple of sentences I feel like I could join a Black university in the South and be on the A squad. Writing papers might auctually be fun now. I've got four more to do before school ends and I'm looking forward to all of them just so that I can hear myself type.
Just so you know, I typed this post in record time just so that I could hear myself, but with tasteful breaks just like in any drum battle.

birthday

I completely forgot about my blog's birthday, yesterday. How ignorant must I really be to forget such an important day. At least my blog is one day older than Dasher's.