Due to change in plans on the part of the school, Enrollment Clearance was Tuesday and not Monday, so classes started yesterday and not Tuesday. Honestly, though. My pre-classes activities were more exciting. It took me 4 trips to the bookstore and various journeys over campus (if you can call them journeys, since our campus is admittedly quite small) to try to pay someone almost $600 to get un-"suspended" and then $350 more, for my books. Classes, thus far, have been enh-ish. I only had 2 yesterday, since Astronomy class was cancelled and the lab doesn't start until next week.
Spanish 303 (Introduction to Spanish Literature -- large array of literature from when Spanish was still mixed with Arabic, up to something written in the 1980s) is taught my Prof. Doyle, who taught my class last semester. I'd think this is great, except that I made the horrible error of sitting near the back of the class, where the hoodlums sit, apparently. Back there were some students being "cool guys" and refusing to speak Spanish, only talking in English. We were given a worksheet to fill out, working in groups. We were supposed to list what we knew about Spain: under political figures, I suggested we write "Franco", and all the boys in the group just looked blankly at me. I was like, "El lider fascista.. que gobernó España por casi cuarenta años.." Receiving the same blank stares, I gave up, even though one of these guys should have known about Franco. He went to Spain with the Maymester people and probably heard all about him.. But he's also the same guy that wandered drunkenly into my room last year through the bathroom from the suitemates' room, and lay down on my bed while I frantically tried to make him go back where he came from. (Eventually, Suitemate came and got him, apologizing profusely, saying, "He's so drunk, he probably thought you were me and this was my room!")
Econ was after Spanish, and it was okay. Prof. Peters is young and energetic and smiles a lot.
Today, I have Music of Latin America (with Olivia and Naughty Northern Dan) at 11:00, and then Search (Philosophy), at 2:00. I'm hoping I won't freak people out, but I woke up this morning (to the sound of Laura shouting, "Carolyn, dude. Let's GO!" because they had 3 minutes until they would be late for class) with a HUGE. FAT. LIP.
Beware. This is not for the faint of heart.
Have a nice day.
