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I'm starting a new mini-segment here on this blog, entitled Ali's Secrets. I (secretly - ha, get it?) love Post Secret and I've thought up ones of my own, but since I never have the time/creativity/ambition to actually submit any of them, I will instead jot them down here. Kind of defeats the purpose of having it be secret, right? Oh, well. I'll probably forget about this in under two weeks anyway. So, here you go. First secret!
People who scratch all the scratch-and-sniff books and don't buy them freak me out.
Seriously.
Anyway, classes start tomorrow. My schedule is pretty consistent, actually. Class Monday through Wednesday, 3.05 to 5.50. Mondays and Wednesdays: Contemporary Literature followed by Historical Archaeology. Tuesdays: Cultural Studies and the Pop Arts. The Tuesday class is as long as both the Monday and Wednesday classes combined, but I suppose that makes sense since I only have to go once a week. Since it's in the afternoon and not the evening, I think I have a much better shot at actually attending than when I've tried these once-a-week classes in the past.
I'm eating microwave popcorn that came with pepper on it. It's.. weird.
Also, there is a dead cockroach behind my desk. I have decided to name him Joey and treat him as a pet until someone who has a stronger stomach stops by. Seriously, I have yet to find something as primordially GROSS as a cockroach.
That's it. My room's all set up just like last year, except posters are in different places and I don't have my armchair yet. The room feels oddly large without it. Also, I have to sit on the floor to watch TV. O, the trials of my sad, sad life.
..
I feel.. weird. There's some weird shit in my head. And I've got a stress back ache. School hasn't even started yet, wtf?
People who scratch all the scratch-and-sniff books and don't buy them freak me out.
Seriously.
Anyway, classes start tomorrow. My schedule is pretty consistent, actually. Class Monday through Wednesday, 3.05 to 5.50. Mondays and Wednesdays: Contemporary Literature followed by Historical Archaeology. Tuesdays: Cultural Studies and the Pop Arts. The Tuesday class is as long as both the Monday and Wednesday classes combined, but I suppose that makes sense since I only have to go once a week. Since it's in the afternoon and not the evening, I think I have a much better shot at actually attending than when I've tried these once-a-week classes in the past.
I'm eating microwave popcorn that came with pepper on it. It's.. weird.
Also, there is a dead cockroach behind my desk. I have decided to name him Joey and treat him as a pet until someone who has a stronger stomach stops by. Seriously, I have yet to find something as primordially GROSS as a cockroach.
That's it. My room's all set up just like last year, except posters are in different places and I don't have my armchair yet. The room feels oddly large without it. Also, I have to sit on the floor to watch TV. O, the trials of my sad, sad life.
..
I feel.. weird. There's some weird shit in my head. And I've got a stress back ache. School hasn't even started yet, wtf?