"War is wrong, whack your schlong."
So today was the first day of school. My first class starts at 8 so that kind of blows but other than that it's not too bad. I know absolutely no one there and I love that. I'm still anxious though and when I was leaving I thought I was having a panic attack but once I got in the car I was fine. I think people still get the impression I'm stuck up but I'm just actually very shy. I need to get over that. I met a very beautiful girl named Claudia that came up and sat w/me in the lab. She's going into radiology. Our teacher in that class said something like "Things must die in order for life to go on." He was talking about like chemical cycling or whatever but I don't know. I'm way too emotional. Anyway, my literature teacher is fucking gorgeous. I'm sitting next to this girl Diana and we both look at each other when he walks in the classroom and I'm like "That's our teacher!?" She said something back about how hot he was but I was too busy staring at him to understand. All the other girls giggled. He swears a lot. He was like "If anyone in here is deeply religious and I offend them then well I'm sorry. Pray for me." He looks like he's 25 and sits on the table. He told us to call him Aaron. He's very liberal. I don't know how I'm going to be able to concentrate. I think Mary Ann purposely put me in his class. God love her. We had to write an essay on why people love prison so much and I sounded like a complete moron. I was one of the last people to leave the room b/c I was so stuck on what statistic to write about so I just scribbled something down b/c I was paranoid he'd think I want him if I was the last one to leave. He might even be hotter than Mr. H. I actually almost stopped by Summit after class but then I realized I hated half the teachers there almost as much as they hated me. Tomorrow I have my humanities class at 9:30 and some other one after that I don't even remember. Maybe I'll get lucky and see a good looking white guy w/dreadlocks sometime.