H'ooh boy, I can't wait to go back to GC.

So life hasn't been too bad lately, I'm really enjoying Miami. Glad I chose it! I'm doing pretty well in all my classes, so far (knock on wood) nothing less than an 83 on a given paper/exam. However I'm finding myself where I was in good ol' Pre-Cal, perpetually stuck in mediocrity of high B's and low A's, which of course here, a 90% in every ( Read more... )

• bottle of white out-     $2.59
• nail polish remover-    $2.39
• scotch tape-               $1.95
• nail file-                      $0.25
• editing your birthday-  priceless

College = *thumbs up*.

The following is my second written, first turned in, college paper, produced in 45 minutes, and in response to an article on the abolishment of grades and their affects on competition among students:

This selection provided numerous examples as to how today’s students not only reject learning, but resent the system which is to provide it. The ( Read more... )

I feel as though I've been ignoring my little LJ these days, but I've just been busy slash haven't felt the need to update. Also, the past 3 days my computer has been dead. SO. ... Well, I just don't have that much to say, I don't need to explain myself to you!

My thoughts are as follows

College life... we're not 21 but as soon as we are, the ( Read more... )

Well, I am currently in room 302 Tappan, the boys' room. That is V and Brian (Brian with an I). It's pretty good, it's 4:04am. We wandered campus, had a good lil dance time, hit uptown, saw my tickets on my car, (weeeee cop conflict!), and uh ... oh right, we came back and got a pizza at 3am and then sat around while I wandered their hall ( Read more... )

Well. Not much to say. Emo week! Pysch is good, I heart our group. French is blah, but easy. Micro is enjoyable, I've yet to hold a conversation with a person in there. but, I like it that way. English... not sure if I like the teacher but I guess, it's okay. EDP I've only had once and I don't anticipate liking it too well the second time ( Read more... )

Coming home sucks. I don't like it here, I don't want to be here. People... suck. It wasn't at all worth coming home for. But... well, then again, I didn't suspect it would be. I don't feel quite fit ( Read more... )

College feels like camp. I have a theory that if you go back home every other week, you can continue the illusion of a childhood camp program. Really. I get up early, I get breakfast, I get ready in a communal bathroom, walk to class, sit down. They greet me, I chat with other students who are there for that time block, and then we all head off ( Read more... )