Alex

Man, this semester is whack. Wiggity-whack at that! It's not that I won't necessarily not enjoy the classes but it's only the first day back and I already feel like killing myself. I'll just rant about each one:

Spanish- actually, I kind of missed Spanish. I think when spoken correctly it can be one of the most beautiful languages. Like...Penelope Cruz style...anyways, there are only nine people in my class and our experience in Spanish ranges in half a semester to 3 years. I'm so glad I made the three year cut so I had a small idea of what the professor was saying. 5 pages of text book homework.

English Lit- Oh mah gah. I just have to point out that I am in love with my teacher for both his face and his teaching style. I swear he looks like Emile Hirsch from Milk only not gay and much more manly. Astrid had a kind enough heart to tell me if I was a man, I would look like a spitting image of him. In that case, I'd be one sexeh man. Read Never Let Me Go by Wednesday.

Cases and Concepts- What the hell is this class about?

Psychology tomorrow. Woo?

I killed a fly with my bare hand today. I felt powerful....then really gross because I had fly smear all over my palms.

The Mac and Cheese in the cafe today was gross. NOTHING IS GOING RIGHT TODAY!

The college textbook industry is such a scam. They insist we need the newest edition when the only difference between the 7th and 8th edition is the preface in the beginning. Screw my life...

I still need a new Zune...no money to buy it. Must buy unnecessary college books.

I heard all these upperclassman talking about their trips abroad over Jan Term. I wish I were one of them.

Owen is in my English class....great....

Bitch bitch bitch some more...

Over and out.