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Ok so I just realized I start the majority of my journals with ok. But anywho I’m now at college and had a lot of fun and then some crappy stuff. Which is kinda crazy but I’m sure I’ll live. The first couple days were saweet! I got to move in and relax. It was pretty cool. So my first day was kinda interesting but I wouldn’t be Steve-O if didn’t do something interesting. So everyone who’s anyone knows that I went home for a semester but before I went home I made a schedule cause I thought that things would be ok. Well apparently I kept that schedule. I apparently brought it with me to college. I found it the night before when I decided the time to get up. It kinda worked… I went to the class and no one was there. So I went to the first floor of Lily and they had me call registrar and they said “ohh your class is at 9 and not 8 in room 113 and not 313.” Okie doke that was cool. I got another like hour of sleep. So I went to my class and sat trough an entire class of “what are prime numbers?” and nearly killed myself… took some pretty damn good notes too. Well, after my nap I got up and decided I should find out where the rest of my classes are so I walked my butt to Esh and found out that my first class was really at 8 but it wasn’t idiot math, it was 2-D design and my next class started in about 2 minutes. So that was funny… afterwords. Ermm for other stories call me:-)