What's up with Joanna?
I was kind of bored so I thought I'd fill you in.
Classes started, they're ok. I was really intimidated at first, but I feel a little better now. I was most scared of my spanish class, but now that I've had a few classes to get used to people speaking in spanish again I think I'm going to be ok. I'm also a little disapointed that instead of being easier then 410 as I suspected it would be, 412 is actually exactly the same, but I have a crappier profesor. Poop. But I passed 410 so why not 412 right? Junior english is junior english. And then there's STAT, I hate the profesor, but it's pretty easy so I shouldn't really complain. And band. That's everything.
Also, Lindsey, Elizabeth and I have started taking classes at the CRC. So much fitness! I'm a little sore from the stretch and strengthen class last night...but in the best possible way.
And to counter act that fitness, I made an ice cream cake this weekend. It is delicious and must be destroyed before it destroys me!
And on a completely unrelated note, you know what I hate? When cute boys invite you to go to the Fe with them and you can't go because you're not 21 yet. Le sigh, such is life. :)
Classes started, they're ok. I was really intimidated at first, but I feel a little better now. I was most scared of my spanish class, but now that I've had a few classes to get used to people speaking in spanish again I think I'm going to be ok. I'm also a little disapointed that instead of being easier then 410 as I suspected it would be, 412 is actually exactly the same, but I have a crappier profesor. Poop. But I passed 410 so why not 412 right? Junior english is junior english. And then there's STAT, I hate the profesor, but it's pretty easy so I shouldn't really complain. And band. That's everything.
Also, Lindsey, Elizabeth and I have started taking classes at the CRC. So much fitness! I'm a little sore from the stretch and strengthen class last night...but in the best possible way.
And to counter act that fitness, I made an ice cream cake this weekend. It is delicious and must be destroyed before it destroys me!
And on a completely unrelated note, you know what I hate? When cute boys invite you to go to the Fe with them and you can't go because you're not 21 yet. Le sigh, such is life. :)