Let's see, I feel as though I should bore you all with the specifics of all my classes, but I am going to use my better judgement and not do so.
Instead, I'll give you a play-by-play of my day. Prepare yourselves, its a doosy. SO, I woke up to the sound of my new suitemate crying/yelling whilst on the phone with her mother. Granted it wasn't super early, it was still slightly annoying. So then I went to my first class which is into to ethics, and that class was fairly uneventful, except I surprised myself by actually understanding what the prof is talking about. That is really kind of rare. So then I went to my criminal justice class, and all hell broke loose. I walk in the door, and right there sits Bracey Wright. For those of you who are unaware of the IU hierarchy, Bracey is at the top being the best bball play for the IU team.(I understand that that is debatable as he is not always consistent, but I think its fair to say that he has the most talent.) I then went and found a seat and very nonchalantly sat down and turned around to make sure that it was indeed him, and found that mile-wide nose looking right back at me. So then I just turn around and text Holly about Bracey stalking me and then my other stalker sits right in front of me. He will be referred to as "nice arms" as I do not know his real name. So then he turns around and talks *cough*stalks*cough to me until the prof starts talking.
New paragraph, same story. After class I walk back to my dorm and get my lunch from the cafe and I go to get on the elevator, and the doors open, and there is nice arms. He then proceeds to go off that some chick at McD's tried to charge him $200 for his meal. Absolutely hilarious. I then go back to my room and have a very weird conversation. You'll have to actually ask me for details. Sorry kids.
Then my mom calls to tell me that my grandpa has a 70% chance of having cancer. However, if it is cancer, it is not life threatening, and it is very treatable. We are supposed to find out Friday if it is cancer or not. So at this point I am planning on heading home Friday night after I work, to go see my g-pa in the hospital.
The rest of my day was spent doing nothing productive. I did however take a nap and listen to my suitemate yell some more on the phone. And to round out my wow-weird day, I am in here working til midnight.
So there, there is my day. Do what you will with that information.
Oh, and because Matt did:
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