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Okay, so classes start today. Whoot!
So normally I wouldn't be *this* excited about the beginning of classes. But my first class, in 20 minutes! is Forensic Chemistry. It looks really cool. But more importantly, the proffessor is Dr. Morsch. And as bloodroses27 pointed out, "I don't envy you the class, but the view is another story." Hee. So I've basically got a good grade anyway, because he loves me like that. Not like that. Heh. *bounces to Cuneo*
Bah, later on is my religion class *hisses*. Where's my damn gay shirt...
So normally I wouldn't be *this* excited about the beginning of classes. But my first class, in 20 minutes! is Forensic Chemistry. It looks really cool. But more importantly, the proffessor is Dr. Morsch. And as bloodroses27 pointed out, "I don't envy you the class, but the view is another story." Hee. So I've basically got a good grade anyway, because he loves me like that. Not like that. Heh. *bounces to Cuneo*
Bah, later on is my religion class *hisses*. Where's my damn gay shirt...
Okay, so first day of classes. Fun had by all. Well, not all, and some other stuff. Anyway, Forensic Chem kicks ass. There's no actual chemistry involved. None of that A+b compound blah blah blah stuff. We're doing actual crime lab stuff. How cool. And, we watch some CSI every class. COOLNESS. Plus, you know, Dr. Morsch. Fun times. I'll even be okay with Twin A in class *rolls eyes*. And Linus *palm forhead* Bah. But it's okay. Because Candice and some other people I love are in the class. It'll be great.
Interlude: Work. I love my job! It's a lot of fun. Like today, I spent the whole damn day working on bulliten boards. I got to be crafty for $7 an hour. How cool! And the same tomorrow. Yay. Fun. *and* I get free admission to everything we do if I'm the one that's representing staff. So free movie tickets and show tickets and museum tickets. Good times. And Krystle is just a bawl. She's my step-in boss while Joy is on maternity leave.
Moving on: Religion. I think I'll probably have several anneuryisms throughout the quarter because of this class. I actually got so pissed off today, the *first* day of class, at the lecture my face got all red and I was making struggling sounds, from what Kierre said. I about fell out of my chair because I was so fidgety to just start screaming at the man. Oh yeah. That class is going to be *loads* of fun. *head desk* And to make matters worse, the Twins, A & D, *and* Linus are in the class. Cripes.
But otherwise things are swell. I'm in a pretty good, if not tired, mood. It's so wierd here this year. I think![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bloodroses27 was right in saying this year is going to be a lot of ups and downs. The place is sooooooo quiet. Which, yeah, I'm liking mucho. But it's quiet, even for Barat. Today I was the only one in Sophies at 3:00, and I heard someone drop a pencil down by the caf! So very very quiet. It's like a funereal, really. The death of Barat...as slow and painful as its "rebirth".
Interlude: Work. I love my job! It's a lot of fun. Like today, I spent the whole damn day working on bulliten boards. I got to be crafty for $7 an hour. How cool! And the same tomorrow. Yay. Fun. *and* I get free admission to everything we do if I'm the one that's representing staff. So free movie tickets and show tickets and museum tickets. Good times. And Krystle is just a bawl. She's my step-in boss while Joy is on maternity leave.
Moving on: Religion. I think I'll probably have several anneuryisms throughout the quarter because of this class. I actually got so pissed off today, the *first* day of class, at the lecture my face got all red and I was making struggling sounds, from what Kierre said. I about fell out of my chair because I was so fidgety to just start screaming at the man. Oh yeah. That class is going to be *loads* of fun. *head desk* And to make matters worse, the Twins, A & D, *and* Linus are in the class. Cripes.
But otherwise things are swell. I'm in a pretty good, if not tired, mood. It's so wierd here this year. I think
bloodroses27 was right in saying this year is going to be a lot of ups and downs. The place is sooooooo quiet. Which, yeah, I'm liking mucho. But it's quiet, even for Barat. Today I was the only one in Sophies at 3:00, and I heard someone drop a pencil down by the caf! So very very quiet. It's like a funereal, really. The death of Barat...as slow and painful as its "rebirth".
Thought I'd post this. It's not really anything. It's not fan-related. It's not anything really. But I needed it, so here it is.
Passing by on my way to who knows where
I noticed that time had passed me by while I was living my life.
I see the trees as the leaves change from green to brown
And at last float away only to return to where they were concieved.
I notice the sound of the hatchling as it screams to life.
I see it soar and twist and turn in jubilent lifewaves
Only to lose its way and return to the earth.
I feel this coldness in my lungs.
With every breath I seem to expell more of my lifewarmth.
The heat once burning inside me has subsided to subzero climates.
No known love can survive in this wasteland that once was bursting with life.
With energy.
Lost forever the glow I once gave that could have shown the world a new light.
Lost is my path that required nurturing and careful retracing.
I can no longer understand things that once were so clear.
I fear the earth.
I fear returning to what I cannot remember or what may never have been.
What is this thing that once so enthralled me?
Where have all my excuses and reasons and muses gone?
I can no longer retrace my steps for the gates have closed.
This garden is not Genisis and I am not the original.
I am only myself, one who can no longer remember reason
Or live in hope or expel fear.
Only myself.
I am all I have to give, all I have to lose, all I have to love and all I have to hate.
Passing by on my way to who knows where
I noticed that time had passed me by while I was living my life.
I see the trees as the leaves change from green to brown
And at last float away only to return to where they were concieved.
I notice the sound of the hatchling as it screams to life.
I see it soar and twist and turn in jubilent lifewaves
Only to lose its way and return to the earth.
I feel this coldness in my lungs.
With every breath I seem to expell more of my lifewarmth.
The heat once burning inside me has subsided to subzero climates.
No known love can survive in this wasteland that once was bursting with life.
With energy.
Lost forever the glow I once gave that could have shown the world a new light.
Lost is my path that required nurturing and careful retracing.
I can no longer understand things that once were so clear.
I fear the earth.
I fear returning to what I cannot remember or what may never have been.
What is this thing that once so enthralled me?
Where have all my excuses and reasons and muses gone?
I can no longer retrace my steps for the gates have closed.
This garden is not Genisis and I am not the original.
I am only myself, one who can no longer remember reason
Or live in hope or expel fear.
Only myself.
I am all I have to give, all I have to lose, all I have to love and all I have to hate.
Well I got me my first pimp tonight. How happy am I. But the other person was kind of humdrum about it. Ouch. Ah well, can't please everyone, now can we?
'Cept now I really really want to write but I just don't have the heart to. I have the bunny. I have the freaking plot. It should write itself, no? Nope. Grr. Stupid body.
'Cept now I really really want to write but I just don't have the heart to. I have the bunny. I have the freaking plot. It should write itself, no? Nope. Grr. Stupid body.
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