Progressive

So that’s one day of school down… and I’m not about to count how many days I’ve got left.  I’ll take care of that when finals week comes around.  As one would expect, the first day of classes was a complete slack off day.  We basically went over syllabi and crap like that.  Tomorrow will be yet another fun-filled day of rules and regulations seeing as I have different classes.  Anyways, at least the weather was great today.  Last year it poured on the first day and made the entire experience rather drab.  Anyways, there is a lot of school year left to show myself I can succeed.  

I honestly don’t have too much to say tonight, but I thought I should write anyways since I’d like to be more consistent keeping up with my diary.  Eventually, even when I dont’ have much to say, I can get on some pretty insane rants. 

I saw John Peaco today in Cultural Geography.  That was certainly a pleasant surprise.  We talked a bit and he got my cell number.  Maybe we’ll get together and do something sometime.  Who knows?  Man… even Peaco is graduating before I will.  It’s kind of a depressing thought, but ultimately I’m just happy to have a plan to look forward to. 

Laura brought home a dead dog today.  Yeah… anatomy will do her some serious brain damage.  =0P  I think we’re going to name the dog Fetchimpaired.  Sound good?  She also went on some rant about the girls discussing the size of their dogs’ cranium size compared to the penis bones.  Hahaha… yeah, very special. 

Okay, so I think I’m pretty much empty for writing ideas.  I’m off to do some reading.