I Fucking Hate Tuesdays
Posting one's schedule on here seems to be all the rage, though I might be a little behind. In any case, it's here, if you care to look at it:
First Block: English
Second Block: Romantic and Victorian Poetry
Third Block: Career and Life Management
Fourth Block: Home Economics
Fifth Block: Political Science
Sixth Block: Math
My first three classes are with mad_byron. I... am not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, well... Byron. On the other hand, I fear we may not be getting very much work done, especially considering the content of those three classes. English and poetry, well, we could do that with our eyes closed. And probably will. And everybody says CALM is a joke, anyway. I have plenty of life skills already.
I can hear you laughing. Stop that. I said life skills, not social skills.
Speaking of social skills, I met a number of my classmates today. Outside of class, rather. In, like, an environment that required socialization. Um... apparently they think my neuroses are somehow endearing. Also, Byron and I have had the collective nickname "Byronshelley" applied to us, and... somehow I can't find it in myself to mind.
Byron is staying at my house right now, actually. He seems to find my mother's eclectic sense of decoration rather fascinating. Personally, I quite enjoy having him around so often. It calms me down. It's... nice.
I think I hear him coming in downstairs, actually, so I'd better go.
First Block: English
Second Block: Romantic and Victorian Poetry
Third Block: Career and Life Management
Fourth Block: Home Economics
Fifth Block: Political Science
Sixth Block: Math
My first three classes are with mad_byron. I... am not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, well... Byron. On the other hand, I fear we may not be getting very much work done, especially considering the content of those three classes. English and poetry, well, we could do that with our eyes closed. And probably will. And everybody says CALM is a joke, anyway. I have plenty of life skills already.
I can hear you laughing. Stop that. I said life skills, not social skills.
Speaking of social skills, I met a number of my classmates today. Outside of class, rather. In, like, an environment that required socialization. Um... apparently they think my neuroses are somehow endearing. Also, Byron and I have had the collective nickname "Byronshelley" applied to us, and... somehow I can't find it in myself to mind.
Byron is staying at my house right now, actually. He seems to find my mother's eclectic sense of decoration rather fascinating. Personally, I quite enjoy having him around so often. It calms me down. It's... nice.
I think I hear him coming in downstairs, actually, so I'd better go.