When the Rain Comes They Run and Hide Their Heads...

Or, if they're me, they hike across campus with an umbrella that is forever turning inside out 'cause it's windy... Note: In NY when it comes to street vendors and little convenience shop owners, the price of an umbrella is directly proportional to the amount of rain that is falling from the sky at that given time. The quality however, remains at a constant low.

Anyways, one class down, two to go. It would've been two down, but I don't count going in, sitting down, being handed the syllabus, and told to leave 'cause out professor isn't there...

Philosophy is, um, interesting? My professor is a strange little man who was acting like he was terrified of us... But maybe it'll be better on Wednesday.

And it's interesting how many people I've seen that I know. People from Catholic last year, people from Catholic who graduated several years ago, people from FSI. The exchanging of niceties with these people is mad awkward though.

Oh well... College for the most part is working out quite well for me at the moment. =)