Well, I am in college. Yeehaw for me. It's going okay. Oh, except for the part where it keeps raining like it's goin' out of style, and that part where the residents hate the commuters, and the commuters are like lepers. Our Commuter Cafe is in the basement. Yah.
My math class is boring as all hell, but it's easy credits. My writing class, well, thats yet to be seen. US History is obnoxious and difficult. The Philosophy of Human Nature is so going to be my favorite class. My professor is fucking hilarious. Stuff about pot, and choking kids. Its funny. Doesn't sound it, but it really is. He has a crazy accent though thats hard to understand sometimes.
Thats about it for now, kiddies, I know, rather boring. I've done a lot of hanging out with my boyfriend. I know. A boy. But its a long story. One that started two years ago. One I will elaborate on in a little while. Basically, I love him. I can't help it. And he's always meant a lot to me.
Adios. Thanks as always, for listening to me ramble.