Slowly Disintegrates Into the form of Patrick Stewart

Look Out Spring Semester
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Melancholy, go FETCH

So I just got back from Caswell Reunion a couple of days ago and it was a bittersweet event to say the least. It was good to see everyone and hang out but also sad at times and a bit awkward. Of course I'm pretty sure all of those adjectives are in the definition for the word "reunion" so in the end things were pretty par for the course. Going back to Wilmington for lunch and church and getting to see the legends of Caswell lore (you know who you are) made it worth it, and as of this moment I'm still quite looking forward to my third season there this summer. The only thing standing in the way of it is that dag on spring semester...which, by the way, happened to commence today.

Being the lazy slob I am, I slept until 9:15 this morning before rolling out of bed to prepare for my 10 AM Global History Class. The gist of that class is that I have to read 4 books, take extensive notes, and be present for three crucial tests based on the lectures in order to make a good grade. In layman's terms that would mean...surrender my every waking moment to the evil evil history class.

Maybe it'll be fun.

Then it was back to the dorm for some thumb twiddling before my 2:30 (odd that it's on a half hour isn't it?) Intro to Film Studies class. Don't let the word "Intro" fool you. This class is going to be hard core with 40-50 pages of reading, an hour long lecture, and a different movie to take DETAILED notes on every week. Not to mention random pop quizzes that will represent a quarter of our final grade. They want to weed the weak ones out early and they're sure letting us know it. I would say that I'm not afraid but I can almost hear Yoda's haunting reply:
"You will be...you...will be"

So tomorrow I tackle math, intro to lit, and psychology. Thursdays are my busiest days. To top things off I have to look for a job here on campus which makes me want to kick a puppy in frustration. When you talk to me over the next couple of days, please use your inside voices as anything could set me off.
Kidding of course...yeah yeah...
I'll have my full schedule up soon so you can call and invite me out to lunch.

The mythical pasta monster patiently awaits it's unsuspecting and hungry prey...