When We Stray You're Stong to Find Us

Back to school, eh? No way.

Physics labs don't start until next week, so today was pretty slack for me. My day started with chemistry, which, to my disappointment, I'm still disliking just as much as ever.

My math class turned out to be an unexpected party and there are a tonne of us who know eachother. My professor is a hilarious little Chinese(I think) guy whom we are to refer to as C. Z.. "The 3 is a sheet destuba, so we get rid of it." Oh, that class is going to be fun.

And sociology, I'm thinking, is going to be awesome. If we attend 80% of the classes, the lowest of our two 25% midterms will be dropped. And our final exam is only on the last two topics. Ahhh score. My professor is from Stephenville, so she must be pretty darn cool. And the guy who sits next to me is of some kind of Latin/Hispanic ethnicity that I can't figure out and he keeps thanking me over and over when I tell him which sheets to take or ask him to join our group.

Danika, Ashley W, and some other West Coat people and I had a wool jacket/brown loafers meeting somewhere between the inco and science buildings today. We talked about graduate stuff and it was somehow really helpful.

And, oh yah, guess who forgot to take her breakfast and lunch out of the freezer for tomorrow again? Me.