No Use For A Title

A couple of weird things happened today.

In Chemistry class, about 15 guys my age in suits came in and interrupted the class. They asked for a few of the other students, two girls and a guy, to come stand with them. Then, they sang songs to each of them. The guy sat down when they sang to him. (Later on the teacher made fun of him for it, but only a little.) Their harmony was pretty good.

The other thing...because we were left to fend for ourselves and neither of us is really a great cook, my grandfather and I went out to eat. While I was eating chicken - which is pretty much all I eat at restaurants - I began to feel...I don't know, sick, like I couldn't eat chicken. I hope that was only a psychic disturbance and not something permanent...I don't know how I'd survive such a thing if it were permanent. =/

I haven't had anything noteworthy to post. And...I don't care what you people think. =/

I have something now, but not much. And most of what I do want to say, I can't. The things I do for science...

I can talk about one thing, though. In my fitness class, we were in the weight room today, and I was sitting under a bar that was suspended on these other two bars. We get up to leave, and I run my head into the damn thing, knocking it off.

I think that's it. Can't remember anything else noteworthy...and I had this memory problem before that.

Updating Bater's blog with total non-sense so people don't think he's anymore of a lazy bastard than they already do.