I've led a full and bizarre and awkward and boring and action-packed and mundane life. But now I've chosen to change. My time is not running out.
Monday, September 24, 2001
Well today was my first day of classes. College is a lot more interesting than high school. I had all for of my classes today. Unlike most people who spread the class lovin' throughout the whole week, I chose to have hard days, no class days, and really light days. It suits me well.
Calculus - Dr. Xaichen Dai - Too easy. I should've just gone to the harder class.
Philosophy - Professor something or other. He's 23 and talks/dresses like me. I like this class, because he makes bizarre comparisons such as I would. Only bad part is the lecture hall is full with 750 students.
Comp/Sci - Professor guy with bad hair - Way too easy, but I don't want to do the harder one yet.
Writing - Rebecca is the teacher. Great class. 15 students total. 2 hours long, though. So I'm thinking that it'll be fun enough to entertain me. Rebecca is making us read too much Jane Austin, "because she's one of her sick fetishes."
|| Bradford J Kempington III, 6:29 PM