School Update

You know what drives me crazy? The fact that my hair looks great on days I don't go to school, or even out of the house, and then looks awful on days that I do go to school or my guy friends decide to stop by. What the hell?

So I've been in school for about a month and school is awesome. You have no idea how great it feels to be in school again and not feel like a total loser! I missed school so bad that I ENJOY doing my math homework. There is seriously something wrong with me. This year I'm taking Freshmen Experience, Math 111, English 101, Spanish 101, and Foundations of Educations.

I thought Fresh. Ex. would be like ACE was in high school, but so far we haven't suffered through any color oriented personality tests. Actually the whole course is really useful. We go on tours around the campus to find things like the clinic and the library places to go for free tutoring and computer labs that don't charge money to print, places that I wouldn't find until my second year or more. Plus, most of my new friends are in that class, like the Gorgeous Whitney, who is probably reading this. Or should it be the Whimsical Whitney? Which do you prefer?

Math is ridiculously easy, way easier than my freaking SAT's, and it's not even the easiest math course they have! Right now we're doing logic and truth tables, which is probably the first time I've had fun in a math class.

English is great because my professor is a professional writer and he teaches the course like one big creative writing class. The closest we've got to a research paper is a public service announcement, lol.

State doesn't offer Latin, which is totally a bunch of shit, so I'm taking Spanish instead. I like Spanish a lot because it's a language I can actually speak without taking ten minutes to craft a sentence that has all the grammatically correct word endings. But it's got nothing on Latin, and I was really hopeing to get a latin teaching degree. Maybe in Grad school . . .

I'll tell you what, I seriously lucked out on my education class. Everyone I've talked to has Dr. Dean, who, besides being brilliant, is ridiculously hard. They've had a gazillion quizzes, where some of the answers aren't even in the textbook, a gazillion hours of reading, and a ton of written assignments. I've got Aulenbacher three hours on Tuesday and you know what we do? Chat. Chat about the news, chat about crappy teachers we hated, chat about stupid things our high schools did that we hated, look over some power point notes, and then go home two hours early. Seriously. That's all we do.

So yeah, school's great. Oh, and today is Daddy's birthday. He's fifty five, but you didn't hear that from me. To the public at large, he staunchly insists that he's forty one. The sick this is that he looks forty one and can totally get away with it. I swear it makes me want to wave a neon sign with his real birth year on it.

Well I've got gourmet hamburgers to grill. I can't trust Daddy to grill because the last batch of hamburgers came out as tiny little lava rocks. No thanks.

Word of the Day: Bandersnatch
---An imaginary animal of fierce disposition
or
---a person of uncouth or unconventional habits, attitudes, etc., esp. one considered a menace, nuisance, or the like
Coined by Lewis Carrol for Through the Looking Glass

So I knew it was a monster from Alice in Wonderland because of my almost House-like obsession with that book, but I had no idea that it can be used to describe an asshole. Next time somebody pisses me off you can bet I'm going to call them a fucking Bandersnatch. . . .