Personal 27 May 2004 11:41 pm
Writing class. How redundant.
Well I'm back from my first ever Writing 2 class (hah!), and the prof seemed pretty cool. I have to straighten things out with my school first, and then we should be good to go. The guy knows a lot about history… I wonder if he did anything with it in college. Those were the most interesting bits of class: when he'd start on a random historical tangent that pertained to whatever the class had been reading, and I'd think to myself "Oh shit I remember that from AP US History!" The downside was that he talked for a good hour and 45 minutes before giving us a break. (It's a three-hour class). Jesus that was rough.
All-in-all I'm a lot happier than I was earlier. I get to pick up the Kim at the airport tomorrow morning (yay!) and she'll be here until Tuesday. 
And I've got MercyMe's "I Can Only Imagine" blasting my ears out, because the song is awesome. I don't consider myself religious, but this song gives me goosebumps, even after hearing it over 70 times. (Hooray iTunes's play counting ability.) I haven't listened to it in a while and there's no one home, so…
