I have zero desire to go to calc class tomorrow. It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t good. The class room is small and crowded. Fortunately, it’s air conditioned. The professor is an extremely loud semi-bald male. He’s not stuffy but not very amusing either. Strictly business. We learned limits today and had about 30 problems to do for homework. We’ll have homework every day. We have a test on each chapter (7). No quizzes. Which is good. I don’t like quizzes. I feel so claustrophobic in that room though. I hate it. We got out at 11:30 today instead of 12:20 but we usually won’t.
I only got about 4 hours sleep last night. I went to bed at 11 but couldn’t sleep. I haven’t done much today that required thinking, aside from the calc homework that I didn’t really understand because I forget how to factor. I browsed the web alot, read a lot of The Return of the King, played some Mah Jong. And now it’s 9:30 pm. At 11 I have to go to bed. I don’t want to. I got used to staying up till 12:30 or one reading. So I’d get in about an hour of reading or more before bed. I could do that now, but it just feels too early to go to bed. Anyway, Cliff doesn’t get off work till 10 and I usually talk to him then. Oh yeah. I also made a stegosaurus and cat out of crayola model magic. I found out how cool that stuff was when I visited Blair.
I think I’m now going to go eat an english muffin with peanut butter and marshmellow fluff while reading some more of the Return of the King (it’s getting sooo suspenseful!)
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