I think English Composition is my least favorite class. I hate writing essays.

We had to put Fluffy to sleep on Friday... breast cancer finally overtook her. :(

I got a job through my school as a tutor for ePortfolio.org. And I didn't even have to do anything! Yay! But that's so much walking back and forth... ugh... as if I don't walk enough to/from/around campus already... Oh well. It's good exercise. *looks out window* PLEASE DON'T RAIN TOMORROW. I really don't like the idea of walking to school in the rain, even for that piddly 15 minutes.

Today I fell asleep on the living room floor while petting Nubby (she's been hiding under the couch since she came here). The wooden living room floor. For almost an hour.

Me? Tired? Noooooo.

ETA: Why can I hear my landlord's footsteps so clearly when he's on the first floor of this house?

I applied for a job at college, and also asked my algebra professor how I'd go about starting a study group (the kids in my class aren't getting the concept whatsoever; my professor told me that I was a good candidate to start a study group because I "have a better grasp on algebra" than most of the other students. What a compliment~).

Both of these things I did yesterday.

When did I get to be so proactive? :O


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ffffffffffffffff oh god i'm so tired

Two weeks down, yay! I actually like school, despite all the work. English is the worst with that. Bleargh, I like writing but not writing essays. I feel like I can never properly get my message across. Pffffah.

Holy crap school starts on Monday. Since it's 12am EST Sunday, that means...TOMORROW.

I met a few cool people at orientation. One girl I talked with I thought was pretty awesome until she brought up the fact that she went to Twicon while we were on the way to her car and I sort of blanked out that part of the conversation. But to tl;dr students seem nice, teachers seem nice, and I hope I have a good first semester. I feel so oooooooold in comparison to the other students I saw there...

More on feeling old, I was doing some algebra homework today and had to keep referring to the chapters. I told my mom that it made me feel stupid; she reminded me that I hadn't taken any sort of algebra class since 9th grade... eleven years ago. How the hell did time go by that fast? That's not allowed to happen. D:

I'm glad I can sleep in on Monday if my landlord's alarm doesn't wake me up again. Class doesn't start until 3:20 yay. I'm nervous and excited though. Looking forward to, like... having a life that doesn't involve forced hermitude. 'Cause I've been there and trust me, it's no way to live.

Got all but two of my schoolbooks for the semester. A guy actually said "Holy crap!" when Mom and I came out of the bookstore hauling not one but two bags of books. $535 in total... thank GOD for that grant, otherwise I'd be screeeeewed.

NOT HAPPY that my period's due on the first day of classes. That's just cruel, body of mine.

NEW PROFESSOR LAYTON OUT TODAY

Home for the weekend! Good God you'd think I was away for years not days, with how homesick I was.