Woe Upon Your Cylon Heart!

So, I had my first day of classes today and really, the only thing I have to say (other than OMG HOT GAINESVILLE NINETY-SEVEN DEGREES) is HOT POLI SCI TEACHER OMG HOT.

He's German. He's witty. And from what I can tell from a distance, he's hot.

:)

Tomorrow morning I have an eight-thirty class. Wish me luck.

Let me just say, people have always recommended '24' to me, but I was always kind of confused by the premise. Each episode is literally an hour of a day? And each season is one full day? And then... we... jump? Or something? I'm not sure I have it right, but suffice it to say, I didn't really care.

But oh, do I ever care about the commercials they've been airing. What is it that happened to Kiefer Sutherland? Why is he all solitary!Jackified? Why are things exploding? Why do I care?

Why indeed.

In other news, AOL parenting, you are wrong. Well-intentioned, but so very, very wrong. No parent who wants to name their kid "Ashley" is going to think "Astrid" is a cool alternative. AND BARNABY IS NEVER GOING TO BE NOT STUPID. NEVER! OMG.

Sure, you have a good idea with replacing Anastasia for Alexandra- even though they're both two of my favorite names, but Maisie for Madison? Kai for Kyle? Dude. And then their justification for "Delilah" is pretty good: Overlook its questionable past -- as Samson's seductress and Chuck Berry's heartbreaker -- and the name has an intrinsic beauty that cannot be ignored. Sure, most people don't go around getting Biblical insults hurled at them (or hurling them, I assume) but hee.

I needed to go to the infirmary today, but in my extreme wisdom and foresight, I forgot. It was open from 12-4, and I remembered at 3:56. Great job, Madi. I don't know if they'll be open tomorrow. So, I have to do that and turn in my very first job application. And maybe finish Firefly, which just makes me sad. I love pretty much everyone. Except River. And Jayne. And Simon. And Book. And I really need to stop saying things like that when they're obviously lies. (But I really, really do love Mal and Kaylee and Inara and ZOE AND WASH OMG.) I need icons.

I also need to read about ten more pages in one book, and at least twenty in my other one for comparative politics. Meh. Uni would be much more fun without classes.

Now, be honest. I know when you read my previous entry and I said "I have absolutely no faith in my ability to get to the building (let alone the room)" you thought I was being overly dramatic. I know you did.

And I was so so SO RIGHT!

I had a plain, solid, street oriented route to get to the building. I was completely set to do it that way.

Then the niggling little voice of idiocy chimed in. You know. The one that says, "you have a map, how lost can you get?"

Um, way lost, people.

What happened is that I went the wrong way on Inner Road, but I wound up like, half the world away from my building. I luckily found two of my friends who steered me in the right direction, and I showed up a half hour early. The classroom was really easy to find, too, since it was the auditorium\.

There are 300 kids in my International relations class. Christine Amaro and Angie Grosso have that class too, which is fun. The teacher seemed super excited about teaching, and he's from Quebec and is really passionate about the class. There will be no grades based on attendance or homework, only two papers and two tests, that's it.

After that class I found my way home pretty easily, and I met up with Ollie, La Chelsea, and Amanda. We went to go find books and syllabi for Ollie, and then me and Ollie went to get lunch. After that I went back to my room, where I was innocently messing around online when the heavens decided to burst forth with torrential, biblical rain. And that's how it was when I went to my spanish class- I got soaked up to my knees. Like, the water in some places was up to my ankles, but it kicked up and splashed and was generally evil. I found my spanish class without too much trouble, and that class actually rocked. My teacher is a Venezuelan young guy, and he seems nice and spoke like, mostly in spanish. Which was fine for me, because I got what he was saying, but a lot of people spoke no spanish, so they had a problem. I met a girl from Miami in that class named Julie, and she seemed pretty nice. I didn't really learn anything new in spanish, but it was just the first day.

Then I went to Ollie's to help her with her french, and Mrs Hoppe came by to give me my political science book that we'd had mailed to her house, and we had dinner at her place and watched a few episodes of House. I love Cameron a whole hell of a lot. (But we better watch more Alias soon.)

And my legs hurt like a bitch for walking so much. I have never done this much trekking ever.