So, my first two days back at the local pit of doom (ICC) is over. Oh, joy. Somehow my semesters went from no essay writing to one that is like, chock full of essays. Joy of all joys. And a lot of reading, a lot.
My business teacher looks (and sounds) like Santa. I think I'll really like that class, and I'm hoping I will. Since it 'runs the gambit' hopefully I'll be able to see if I want to stay in business or not butI'm thinking 'yes' so maybe it will just help narrow down career ideas.
My literature teacher doesn't seem to know that she's like, 40. But that's sokay. But, still, it's odd. I get to read a whole bunch for tomorrows class and I'm really glad I got into it. She also seems extremely reasonable.
My accounting teacher, well she's the mom of two kids I went to high school with. And she uses blackboard, so I'm not having any problems with her.
My philosophy teacher? Dude, really big asshole right under the surface. I think the mix of kids is interesting enough (and
cullothiel, yaaa!) but this is the first time it's been the first day and I've got this feeling that he's just a tremendous jerk-off. I can deal with it though.
But dude, mondo reading and papers this semester. Gah.
In other news, I'm FROZEN. Why can't I live in LA? Why?
Steph and I went out for Chinese after class which was the fun. I figure we need to go to a movie or somehow else hang out or find a de-stressor from philosophy. As our professor definitely isn't the hippy with the guitar.
So, new Smallville tonight! I am like mad worried for Chloe. I know that in time some people will just *have* to forgive her and I really want Chlarkex trio to take Lionel down. But, dude, I'm betting I will cry.
Also, Regina (
puppetoflove ) made me this mad awesome Chloeicon! Yay!
ETA: I just got guerilla huggled (tm
maveness) and banana-ed as well from Mav. I guess life isn't terrible. *munches*