school school schoolio.
damn what a day.
took me 20 mins to get there, 30 mins to find a fucking parking spot.
i inadvertantly ended up in a staff lot, but its all good, no ticket.

i wandered around looking for the fucking 800 building for english.
which happens to be the music building located in BFE, so i called that out and went to the 1800 building for the other, yet the longer wait-listed class.
i get there 5 mins late. bleh.
he sez that theres probably no problem with letting the extra people that showed up today in.
so im in! a passive doer, even. =)

spanish. dear lord.
they switched rooms with french 101.
what a pain. the teacher didnt so much like it, but whatever.
but one of the french people came in and i recognized her.
she was a swim manager from back in my juanita days.
the hottest one.
but shit. shes in french. dammit.
i dont think she noticed me.
i was in my usual spot; far corner.

so class gets goin, and about 10 mins in, i yawn.
the teacher gets all over my ass about it.
that ho. she asks my name and sez that now she wont forget it.
does she not know that im just a yawner?! its not my fault.
i yawn at work all day.
does she also not know that im probably the most overqualified for that class?
and shes giving me shit.
BEEYOTCH!
btw. to win amidy over with the hate for her,
she was telling of how she went to school in minnesota for a bit and had to deal with all the norgies, and how they have the worstest foods, and shits like that.
she kept goin off.

shes weird cuz my other teachers would either all the time talk in spanish or all the time talk in english (in a set amount of time).
but i think her mouth gets goin too fast for her brain, so every now and then she puts in an english phrase into her spanish.
damn shes a talker.

bio's bio.
same ol' shit.
i always hate the first week, cuz they want to instill the whole "scientific method" into your head by doing the retardedest experiments.
dont they know that we've known what that is ever since they introduced the fucking science to us? cmon you guys.

other than parking, the day went rather well.
their shits so disorganized. they just plop a lot around campus whenever they feel the need for one.
its pretty ghetto.

oh. but i actually talked to a couple people today.
especially in spanish and bio....
cuz they made me.


misty and i were supposed to do something today.
but shes not answering either phone.
i guess i shouldnt get that upset.
cuz shes got other priorities.
but usually shes good about keeping her word.