it's october, right?

...i just asked amy that and she responded with an i-can't-believe-you-just-asked-me-that-you-dork facial expression. what am i thinking?

i give sociology and psychology a thumbs up. both professors for those classes are brainy with senses of humor and write our textbooks to include senses of humor. while that's all great, i have to say, i am not satisfied with the classes. in the end, my soc prof simply acts as a comedian rather than a teacher, reading outloud the ridiculous sex advice articles of cosmo. okay yeah, it's pretty funny stuff. but mister, i do that on my own without the 400 extra people and without getting up early and without a professional who is able to teach me everything! yet, i am being optimistic and not giving up hope that the lectures will soon turn into real lectures.

okay, as cool and kickass as the internet is, i am pretty much hating how everything is now done via internet. want a syllabus? too bad, go to the internet and print it off yourself. your e-mail doesn't work? oh sorry, you just missed a major assignment and now get a ZERO! mwahaha! i am already feeling an unwanted pull of the soon-to-be all-electronic future and nostalgia for the "remember when they used to hand us paper syllabi in class?" times.

other classes that i'm taking: econ (gag me with a spoon) and art and one more that i can't remember right now. after the first week of my first college art class, i find that i have a new mini-identity as an "art student". carrying around 18x24" portfolios is kind of a drag, but displaying ink-stained hands and drawing with pens & nibs is fun. 3 great hours of creative relaxation i say.

yesterday was an important date for many teenagers across the country. i would say that most had it enthusiastically marked down in their calendars. what was this oh-so-eventful event, you ask? if it wasn't the day-after-aftermath of the first presidential elections in egypt, it had to have been the once-in-a-lifetime showing of the OC season premiere. EKK! i was just as excited as the unisex mischa barton-worshippers in my hall, shrieking and gasping to resemble the melodrama on screen... i was entirely and absolutely enthralled throughout the entire episode and i refused to play racquetball until AFTER the scenes from the next episode were played. but let's see here, this one little (but mighty) television show is influencing approximately 9.5 million kids- their personailities, fashion choices, and music tastes. okay, so it sounds a bit mainstream cultish but i refuse to bash this type of television. sometimes i don't understand, how do most college girls and myself manage to make room in our lives for this completely glitzy television show with somewhat terrible acting and sketchy portrayals of "high school" life? i'll tell you how. you forget you have a real life for one hour on thursday nights and it's WONDERbar.

thank goodness for socially-acceptable activities that allow one to scream their brains out, aka: madison football games.

i'm gonna be (500 miles)- the proclaimers