First class and the teacher is late. The guy with no neck from my Hist of Japan class last semester is here. **sigh** still sounds like a know-it all.
Books costed $250 for three classes. Yikes!!! And so many. 5 for this class alone. Oh well. At least the big mouth girl from that same Hist class isn’t here. Then I’d truly be in hell.
I come off with this, “I run this school” additude. Like today, nobody would enter the classroom, so I just walked in and set my stuff down and got comfortable. Then everybody else came into the classroom. But really I’m scared as hell and I don’t want to be here. Has much as I want to just drop out of school, another part of me (the Korean Side) is talking and telling me to just shut up and finish school. I still have so much to do. Let’s see; 18 units of european and american history, 3 units of Asian Amer classes for my G.E., and about 6-9 units for my asian studies minor.
My teacher is finally here and the english is not that good on him. Not good. **sigh** Hmm, it would be so hard to find a replacement class for this time.
So anyways, I have about 3 more semesters before I can graduate. 1 1/2 years. I need to talk to financial aide and see if I can change my grad date from 2001 to 2002. O.k. Taking roll, time to pay attention.
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