So...I'm bored. Simple as that. Today is my first day of my economics class. Actually, it's my second economics class. Oops. I'm really hoping this one goes better than the last one. When I saw my grade posted this past Wednesday, I wanted to curl up in a ball and not think about anything. Surprisingly, that reaction was better than I expected. I've never done so awful in a class....ever! Well, I guess it's time to move on.
So, I'm hoping I'll do better than I did in Prof. *Unknown*'s class. (That's right. Let's keep it anonymous.) Not that I didn't love *Unknown* as a professor, but everything went right over my head. It honestly felt as if he was throwing a jumbled mix of food at me and all I had to catch it with was this huge jar...and even when I could get it in the jar I just looked at the thing, couldn't make any sense of what was inside, and in all honestly it just made me want to hurl.
I'm just wishing this go-around my professor will have some magical ability to hand me a plate of catalog quality looking food. Okay, I really have no idea why I'm making this an obscure food analogy. Maybe I'm hungry (It is a 7:00 p.m. class...downtown) or maybe that's just how detrimental my last semester of econ was to my brain.
I'd better sign off for now ya'll. Class is about to start and I'm sitting here writing about food...and economics. Let's not fry my brain into uselessness so that I can use it for the next 2 and a half hours.
