My first (and last) Yoga class was...interesting. My classmates were as nice as could be, but the instructor...well. He went on and on about how Yoga will make you strong and healthy, which you have to be because you have to have kids to put that strength to use. He kept bringing up kids and how you have to have them, and it was both creepy and ( Read more... )

I am two days into the Spring semester, and I'm already scrambling. This is not a good sign. It doesn't help that three people from my double-plus ungood high school years are in one of my classes. I don't harbor bad feelings towards any of them (in fact there's one I wouldn't mind dating, though of course she's straight so it was never going to ( Read more... )

I hate this class. I hate it so much it hurts. I don't understand how some of these people (including the instructor) made it out of elementary school, much less into university. I have a migraine the size of Texas, my jaw is throbbing from clenching it so hard and my acid reflux is acting up in a major way ( Read more... )

So, I've got a B- average in my Geology class, which isn't all that odd, as I really love it. I always leave that class in a good mood and I find it easy to understand, so I'm quite pleased. I think that I should shoot for at least an A-, though. I'm pretty sure I could pull it off ( Read more... )