Hi, getting ready for school. My trip was very nice. My parents eventually asked enough questions to learn that I had taken a Greyhound out and was staying with a boy, and I received plenty of worried e-mails to preserve in jars. Mother's philosophy of risk alone should last me through the winter.I'm dropping and adding classes. I have two lectures and a portfolio to address before I get my Writing Certificate, which may come in handy someday. I'm also going to try adding on another English survey class. I'm really hoping to make this all happen in the two years I've planned. Once I actually get on campus I will print out my course schedule and meet with an adviser.
I was going to try and wax my underarms, but I noticed on the package that hair needs to be 3/8 inches long and there's no way I can do that without moving to the south of France. So I used some gel remover I had forgotten about and it didn't do a good job and above that I'm in a great deal of pain. I slapped on a bunch of benzocaine and am currently hunched over with my shoulders up to my ears.
And my inbox is full of spam, I don't know what happened. I've kept this silly address clean for five years and now I get three messages an hour. This makes for fascinating reading, I'm sure. I'm just floating through my last few days before school starts, and I start updating from the computer labs. I'll scan in some pictures from my vacation, too. There is a party tomorrow night and on Sunday morning my friends and I are going on a float trip.
