There Is Something Seriously Wrong With Me...

I just read some of one of my school books. Voluntarily. Without it being assigned. Without even having the class it's for yet. It wasn't a text book so I guess there's still hope for me. The book is for my Music, Mind & Brain class. It's a Psychology class and if it's like the book I'm reading I'm looking forward to it.

So today was my first day of classes. I had Finite Math which stunk but at least it's not Calculus. It's about real life math applications. Yea, intrest... right. I also had my other pysch. class today, Methods I. It's pretty much statisics for pyschologists. It it possibly going to be the most boring eight hours a week of my life I've ever wasted. You know what the best part is? If I decide to be a psych. major (which is fairly likely) I get to take part 2. Joy. It's all worth it I'm sure... I better all be worth it. I also have Business Law which could be interesting too but it's at 8:20 in the morning so we'll see if I'm awake enough to be interested. Don't ask me why I have an 8:20 class. I think having no classes before 1 last semester was making me feel worthless so I decided to wake up bright and early and... I don't know, that's why I said don't ask. So I have those four classes plus Bass Ensemble and some how that means I got to buy nine books (I won't tell you how much nine books cost). At least I'll look studious as I'm failing. I supose it could be worse.

I stumbed across a DVD I made after the summer of 2005. Just slideshows and a video of a bungee swing that kind of good stuff. It made me miss summer. That one was an especially good one for me. I had just graduated from high school, wasn't working for the later part of it, and pretty much had non-stop fun for all of it. Oh yeah, that's when I met Elsa too... wonder if that had anything to do with it?

Sigh...