Read it.
Just in case you didn't notice the pesky little "url" at the end that fucked up that link. Anyway, the first day of fall semester did not meet expectations.
Maybe it was my body trying to pull a fast one on me, but I woke up at 7:25, the very minute that I was supposed to be let into my English 101 class. My alarm, although it was on loud, decided to be completely silent today. So even though I registered for my classes in June, I was not on the roster for said class, and there were no available seats. Psychology is chill. And my professor looks exactly like Albert's dad. And I got my first glimpse of single mother/student/I can't find a goddamn babysitter. And a dead cockroach. Yuck. I know I will definitely enjoy Sociology. The professor is borderline genius, borderline madman. Just how I like them. Then I had to make my way to beautiful, sunny, and friendly Pierce, which I miss dearly to pay some fees. Then I returned to dirty, yahweh infested, and unwelcoming LACC, when I successfully crashed a Stats class. No Precalculus for me this year.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
About
- Kelsey Rae
- Los Angeles
- The theme is the theme of humiliation, which is the square root of sin, as opposed to the freedom from humiliation, and love, which is the square root of wonderful.