come on eileen

i got to see nick today at breakfast! that was comforting, plus some good crazy girl talk with tegan on state last night over pineapple-coconut/apple-banana smoothies.

this hurricane is unbelievable. i decided that i should keep up with the news, but after 3 minutes of it, i had to flip to tennis because seeing people dying in a convention center while an entire culture is being lost forever is just... too sad to sit and watch while popping popcorn. along with the news as graphic "entertainment", i really don't like lleyton hewitt's whole image.

i have mighty high expectations for this year and am psyched about classes. wait, that's a half-lie. since today was the first day of school, it was suggested that we take a picture with our backpacks on outside of the dorm, but sadly, that never happened. so far i have all of my school supplies, except for notebooks. the university bookstore does not sell nice, normal 8 1/2 x 11" notebooks! they're all weird and five star brand in ginormous square shapes. why? the extra margin with room for the "ripping the page out" dotted guide line is not needed. not since 11th grade physics with mr. brehmer has a non-frayed edge on notebook papers been required. oh, that was a lovely sentence. anyways, more school shitake: i'm in a bind about classes. because i have a somewhat concrete track to a major, i am now at leisure to choose some classes for the hell of it. to take korean or not to take korean? i am in love with learning a language/culture and the people are quite hilarious, but do i really want to be the stupidest person in class... again?! over the summer i managed to forget how much fun it is to walk around campus with a bookbag slung over my shoulder and sunny weather and people to see. oh, and also over the summer i forgot how much i ROCK at pictionary and charades.