Why does everyone hate Great Expectations?

Today.

I am not sure if I should go into detail or just leave it at that.

I guess I can throw together a small list with minor details: Home depot, heavy machinery, limbs being chopped off, destroyed bodies, small bus, many people, rain, a lot of rain, so much rain, drenched clothing, freezing classroom, so much reading, two and a half hour wait, stupid boyfriends, and family issues.

Okay, I feel well enough now. On to the good points.

Andrea was here waiting for me to listen to the story of my day. We layed in my bed. She listened. I ranted. That was nice.

Sinclair called me. She will be in town on Thursday. I miss her dearly, so this is refreshing news.

I have a bus riding buddy. She's in my painting class. Her name is Cydney. With a C. Not an S. I noticed because I am a creepy stalker. She's really sweet and wears cute glasses. She is also new to riding the bus so I don't feel so dumb.

Speaking of painting, besides the stupid fact that I am probably not going to survive Wednesday, my professor seems like he'll be okay. He's really softspoken which scares me a little. It'll just make me more nervous to talk to him for some strange reason. He says he gives outside assignments on artists that relate to our work as individuals. Yes, it is outside work, but at least he's paying attention. I appreciate that.

World Literature is highly intimidating. Our exams are going to be completely written, and there is going to be so so so so so so so so SO so much reading. That's to be expected, of course. The professor is astonishing, though. She quoted word for word at LEAST eight people in class today. And she knows practically everything there is to know about the Greeks and Romans. Which is beyond cool.

BackTrack!

Last Thursday.

Figure Drawing was fairly normal. Daniel is in my class. It should be fun. My teacher seems....eccentric. That's usually a good thing.

My archeology professor sounds like Cleveland from Family Guy, but looks like a sixty year old, white man, with a beard. It's a strange combination.

Non-school related updates:

I adore the apartment. I hate Charter cable.

My Little Nemo comic book is on it's way to me.

I built a bookcase. And I love it so much.

Umm. It's really late, and I have school tomorrow.

I'll get to that Great Expectations topic later.