European History

Today was my first day of History class. I liked it. I have lecture on Tuesday and Thursday, and then i have a smaller discussion class on Monday. The discussion time is taught by a TA. He was nice, and i'm getting use to having to talk in class and don't freak out much anymore when i have to. He doesn't laugh though, which is weird. I understand dry humor completely, but when he makes a joke, that makes us laugh, he barely cracks a smile. Getting up at 8 was a killer though, i dragged myslef out of bed. Put on some music and had to dance to get me awake. And i am no dancer. It's like watching Tom Cruise in Risky Business. I literally have on my underwear and tee-shirt,and am doing some weird modern dance inspired footwork. Maybe i was a ballet dancer in my past life.

There are so many people here. It drives me crazy. This university is big, and there are more freshman than last year. Even on the street you are bumping shoulder, dodging elbows, and such. It's insane.

I'm beginning to get use to the small chatter. I have talked to at least 5 people in my class. And yes i consider asking a question speaking to someone. I just allies in class, even if they aren't people who will eventually be my friend. We have to do the stupid, get a partner ask him or her these question and then introduce them to the class. It is so stupid, banal, and just corny. I always grab the least threatening face. Out of comfort, and then we do the class assignment. Today it was a girl named Laura, she seems nice, really smart, and a psych major. She told me to take another teacher for Psych 101, because the man's class that i dropped is (as i figured) extremely boring and that there is another good teacher to get next semester seeing i dropped that class. Always a useful thing.

I have to go to work at 5. Hopefully i won't be the only working tonight, and i can get out at a resonable time. I swear they are working me to the floor. I also am going to study some more chemistry, i'm trying to get straight A's. Impossible feat....Maybe. But there's always hope, and determination.

What i learned about European History today: King James was kind of crazy in a egostical sort of way.