school...
yeh...life is hectic. i'm already not sleeping enough, that didn't happen til more like the end of first semester last year, so i guess i'm killing myself from the beginning now. my classes look good for the most part. i'm loving my psych ones. i went to officially declare my majors and ended up with cynthia symons as my psych advisor. i have social psych with her right now, it's my only class on tuesdays and thursdays. believe it or not i'm actually thinking of being a social psychologist or statician. she was excited when i said i had a double major in math, apparently it makes me perfect for research. oh, and she thinks going to graduate school and having kids at the same time is a good idea, i'm not entirely sure about that one. my math class on the other hand is going to kill me. dr. hu gives a crazy amount of work, and while it's technically calc 3 there are a lot of juniors and seniors in the class, who all seem to know what they're doing, so i feel like the silly, lonely little sophomore who's just trying to keep up. good luck to me. oh yeh, and make sure luke gets through it too. and, i am loving sociology. it's like the professor is just giving me names for everything i already know, it makes so much sense. work is happening too often. of course i was the lucky one who got to manage our first night back, which coincided with all the happy little freshmen having their silly meetings, leaving me with half a crew. most of them eventually got their and got their jobs figured out though, except for one girl who i was kind of upset with. then i randomly found out she's chuck's friend, that made it weird, cuz i know he's not generally friends with nasty horrible people. hopefully she shows up next week though, i like it when workers show up, especially when i'm in semi-responsible for things. most of the rest of life is predictable. there's really only one good thing going on right now, and that is...luke and i have our 6 month anniversary at the end of the week! it's amazing how fast it's gone. and apparently 6 months is the make it or break it point for relationships, so maybe more people than the two of us will realize this is real. anyway, off to do more reading and playing with vectors and wishing french would die.