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My first day of class for the semester is officially over. Work sucked! It was very busy, the computers kept fucking up, plus the whole fact that I had to be there at 8:00 AM in the fucking morning! But I survived it somehow. I've figured out that I have to leave at least ten minutes early to make it to my 10:10 AM Geology class on time. I like my Geology class, though. The teacher is very entertaining. The lab is Mondays from 2:30 to 4:30, which is entirely too long to ever be in class. But I guess I can handle it since it's only once a week. My 11:15 AM Deviant Sociology class isn't too bad, but not as interesting as I'd hoped it would be either. The teacher seems to be a moron. Plus he has this whole high school gym coach thing going on where he talks overly loud as if he's used to being in a much larger room. I would just write it off as him being used to having much larger classes except that it is a really big class, like 60+ students, I think. That's pretty big for a 200-level course.
Anyway, after lunch with Jen, Laura, & Kristin (I love you guys!) I went to get my books. For some inexplicable reason they didn't put the little sheet of formulas and stuff I need for my Sociology and Statistics class in the box with the rest of my books. So I had to go back to the bookstore after my lab to get it. I ended up spending over an hour in the bookstore, most of it waiting in line.
And my brother, Michael, called while I was in the bookstore, but I didn't get to my phone in time. So he left my a voicemail complaining b/c I didn't answer my phone and telling me that I should break it to dad that he lost his phone. If he can call me, why can't he call dad? Doesn't make any sense to me... And then it started thundering and raining when I was walking back to the dorm, but it seems to have mostly cleared up now. All in all, it could have been worse. But not much. At least I can sleep until 9:00 AM tomorrow.
Odd note of the day: I got a wrong-number voice-mail today. It was kind of entertaining. Some woman named Bethany left me her cell phone number. I think she was looking for someone named Marge.
That's all I have to say. Most of you heard all of this from me already in person, but I'm putting it all in her anyway for documentation purposes.
I still haven't figured out the shortest way to get to EST yet. Damn, stupid science building. Grr.
Anyway, after lunch with Jen, Laura, & Kristin (I love you guys!) I went to get my books. For some inexplicable reason they didn't put the little sheet of formulas and stuff I need for my Sociology and Statistics class in the box with the rest of my books. So I had to go back to the bookstore after my lab to get it. I ended up spending over an hour in the bookstore, most of it waiting in line.
And my brother, Michael, called while I was in the bookstore, but I didn't get to my phone in time. So he left my a voicemail complaining b/c I didn't answer my phone and telling me that I should break it to dad that he lost his phone. If he can call me, why can't he call dad? Doesn't make any sense to me... And then it started thundering and raining when I was walking back to the dorm, but it seems to have mostly cleared up now. All in all, it could have been worse. But not much. At least I can sleep until 9:00 AM tomorrow.
Odd note of the day: I got a wrong-number voice-mail today. It was kind of entertaining. Some woman named Bethany left me her cell phone number. I think she was looking for someone named Marge.
That's all I have to say. Most of you heard all of this from me already in person, but I'm putting it all in her anyway for documentation purposes.
I still haven't figured out the shortest way to get to EST yet. Damn, stupid science building. Grr.