Failiur 101...tightly based on a true story

Ch 2.....

twas a 12 days before Christmas. Twas 18 days before a new year began. New resolutions to make, new habits to adopt old ones to crumble. The new year is such a awesome time. People party, get wasted, spend time with family and friends. Me I was reading Elementary statistics. Then i heard my moms voice, " Guy, wake up! Whenever you see him, always sleeping or on his damn gadgets!!! Least u can do is study once in a while...mahhhh!!!" I have no clue what she was talking about. was I not was reading Mr. Mean Deans book.what did she mean 'gadgets'? alright, neither was i Jimmy Neutron who could make almost anything out of almost anything nor was i Richie Rich..boy Gazillionaire. And im sure im not inspector gadget!! Although itll be pretty cool to be inspector gadget. I just dont want Brain following me around. I think i can take of myself. Dont need a a 10 year old lil girl stalking me! But once again, i digress.

Oh wait, her words were like a needle to my bubble, POP!! My eyes opened and the was laptop was just lapping in front of me. U really dont wanna know what was on the screen. Thats just another way of saying i dont want u, the reader, to know what i was doing on the computer ;). anyways....I dilated my dropping eye lids. Stupid Gravity!!! i wonder if our eye lids drop if there was no gravity. Think about....if there was no gravity.....we wouldnt have to do work against the gravity to keep our eyes open. thus our muscles for making the eyelids would be awake. Now im sure there is something in that hypothesis that im missing for sure...the missing link!!!!!! ohhh ahhhhh.....the X FACTOR!!!!! OMG.....idk..BUt enough of the off-tangency.

Failiur 101...tightly based on true story

Ch 1 - Class Dismissed.

Twas a merry time before Christmas. i thought of the 3 weeks of pure partying and and no work as I arranged the books in the library - lets not get into my 'Job'. $7.25 per hour for working. But here employment = warming the chair, surfing the web, and aimlessly wondering around the the room full of books. there was gratuitous amounts of knowledge here , of course not for me. but i digress.

Then Mr. Mean Dean walked into the room and said "im goin to lock this room from the outside. Ohh, Guy, before i forget there is an internship at College University in biostatistics. they pay you in gold and give a palace to live during the summer. at the end you'll gain substantial knowledge and get to keep the 20% of the palace goods." Now, i had a lot of respect for Mr.Mean Dean, except this was the Godfather putting a gun to my forehead and subconsciously commanding, "u'll go to the CU." But to his wife, 'I'll make him an offer he cant refuse." He has a point; for a pauper like myself, gold coins worth 3 zeros before the decimal is an offer i will not refuse.

So, I got my mind set up; CU here i come. Statistics get ready to be owned. Bags were packed, room was set, dorm key returned, Friends goodbye, and family here i come.