I Have Sinned Dear Father
Wow. LONG time.
My first semester of college really grabbed me by the balls, eh? Well, I managed to pass all of my class! Bio I had an "A", Humanities a "B", American Politics a "B" and American History a "B". Even with my crazy profs!
Well, over the Chirstmas break I worked A LOT, and therefore earned a lot (for me) which was subsequently spent on A LOT of teeshirts, CDs, DVDs, books.... and pizza. Mmmm.
Now that we're back to regular hours, I'm getting NONE, which sucks, but I have A LOT of school, so I guess it works out.
Mondays I'm there for 11 hours, with Speech, Sociology, and a four-hour night class for Physical Geography. At least Cedes and I have Speech and Sociology together, which is a MWF class (Phys Geo is only on Mondays, which is why it's so long). My Tues-Thurs class is a remedial maths, which is painfully easy but I feel terrible for the people who just. don't. get. it. Like, I'm better at explaining it in layman's terms, because I'm not SUPER at maths, but for some of them my most simple analagies just aren't working. I feel bad. D: This one guy, maybe late 40's, is always looking like a deeer in the headlights and mumbling angry words because none of it is making sense, and I mean, we're only doing stuff I learnt in grade six. And I guess because I was raised with it, and not that long ago (since I'm only 18), it just makes sense to me. I don't question it, kind of brainwashed into it, but whatever. Maths is pretty BS once you get passed to basics. Who in daily life will EVER need to know what the absolute value is? I understand it, I know what it means, know how to deal with it, but I don't NEED to know. Whatever.
Speech, well, that's just a lot of speech-giving. The prof is a bit odd, but overall probably my preffered? Maybe. And Cedes (and Ian and Lisa) are also in the class, so it's more fun with friends.
Sociology, my prof is INSANE. Turns out she used to be a psychologist or something, which explains why I get a nervous tick in the back of my head whenever she is around. Something is just SO off about her. Again, at least Cedes is in this class (and is my partner!)
Phys Geo, well, we've only had two class meets since last week was MLK Jr Day. It's long. My bum hurts afterwards. That's about it.
Homelife is fine. It's really cold here right now, and the computer is in the basement, so it's really hard to type because I can't feel my fingers (thus there is probably a lot of stupid mistakes which I'll be too lazy to check for). I've eaten a lot of pizza lately, which can't be good for me.
Yesterday Cedes and I hung out. We were all around town for a while, then came home and ate deep dish pizza and watched I Love You, Man, which I liked a lot.
There is probably a lot more, but god if I can remember.
Oh! I've been injured/injuring myself so many times it's not even funny! I have a terrble scar on my thigh from Cy attacking me, then at least two DIFFERENT burns from the oven, the one on my right index finger is minimal and healed, whilst I have a really big/ugly one on my right index knuckle (a completely separate event from the other), which is barely healing.
Sorry if this is incoherent, it's cold and my fingers just aren't working. ):
I have drunk the wine, time after time.
My first semester of college really grabbed me by the balls, eh? Well, I managed to pass all of my class! Bio I had an "A", Humanities a "B", American Politics a "B" and American History a "B". Even with my crazy profs!
Well, over the Chirstmas break I worked A LOT, and therefore earned a lot (for me) which was subsequently spent on A LOT of teeshirts, CDs, DVDs, books.... and pizza. Mmmm.
Now that we're back to regular hours, I'm getting NONE, which sucks, but I have A LOT of school, so I guess it works out.
Mondays I'm there for 11 hours, with Speech, Sociology, and a four-hour night class for Physical Geography. At least Cedes and I have Speech and Sociology together, which is a MWF class (Phys Geo is only on Mondays, which is why it's so long). My Tues-Thurs class is a remedial maths, which is painfully easy but I feel terrible for the people who just. don't. get. it. Like, I'm better at explaining it in layman's terms, because I'm not SUPER at maths, but for some of them my most simple analagies just aren't working. I feel bad. D: This one guy, maybe late 40's, is always looking like a deeer in the headlights and mumbling angry words because none of it is making sense, and I mean, we're only doing stuff I learnt in grade six. And I guess because I was raised with it, and not that long ago (since I'm only 18), it just makes sense to me. I don't question it, kind of brainwashed into it, but whatever. Maths is pretty BS once you get passed to basics. Who in daily life will EVER need to know what the absolute value is? I understand it, I know what it means, know how to deal with it, but I don't NEED to know. Whatever.
Speech, well, that's just a lot of speech-giving. The prof is a bit odd, but overall probably my preffered? Maybe. And Cedes (and Ian and Lisa) are also in the class, so it's more fun with friends.
Sociology, my prof is INSANE. Turns out she used to be a psychologist or something, which explains why I get a nervous tick in the back of my head whenever she is around. Something is just SO off about her. Again, at least Cedes is in this class (and is my partner!)
Phys Geo, well, we've only had two class meets since last week was MLK Jr Day. It's long. My bum hurts afterwards. That's about it.
Homelife is fine. It's really cold here right now, and the computer is in the basement, so it's really hard to type because I can't feel my fingers (thus there is probably a lot of stupid mistakes which I'll be too lazy to check for). I've eaten a lot of pizza lately, which can't be good for me.
Yesterday Cedes and I hung out. We were all around town for a while, then came home and ate deep dish pizza and watched I Love You, Man, which I liked a lot.
There is probably a lot more, but god if I can remember.
Oh! I've been injured/injuring myself so many times it's not even funny! I have a terrble scar on my thigh from Cy attacking me, then at least two DIFFERENT burns from the oven, the one on my right index finger is minimal and healed, whilst I have a really big/ugly one on my right index knuckle (a completely separate event from the other), which is barely healing.
Sorry if this is incoherent, it's cold and my fingers just aren't working. ):
I have drunk the wine, time after time.