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Now, let's see if comments are back...

Classes are okay. I've registered for Econ, French, Tagalog, a business course, and public speaking. In addition to that total of 16 credits, I've waitlisted for Spanish. If I get in, which is likely, I'll replace tagalog with that course, and have 17 credits. Unless... I keep tagalog...

Whatever. I'll work it out.

I haven't really been attending class all too often lately. One, I haven't been feeling all too well. Two, my math class just isn't worth going to. I feel like I'm slacking so much but in reality, I'm fairly on the ball.

Except for my honors seminar, which SUCKS ASS! I've got the rough draft of this paper due tomorrow and I haven't started anything. I don't really care. The paper could be shit cause it doesn't count for any points, but I have to turn it in.

As for grades, the only two I'm worried about is English and my Honors Seminar. In both, I think I'm managing about a C at the moment. French and Math started off low-ish, but I'm determined to not get any lower than a B. Possibly an A. Honors colloquium and History of Rock are obvious As. Ooh, provided I do that History of Rock project. Who are my group members again...? I need to call Juliana and see what's up with that.

I haven't been blogging all that much lately. I just don't feel like I have time. Nor the privacy anymore. I guess that's one thing I miss from being at home. There, I would just go up to my room and close the door and poof. I was by myself. Here. Well, I mean, I love my roommates and all. They're soooooo great. But I can't exactly, I don't know. I can't randomly burst out singing some random song or dance around crazily. And it's hard to get just time alone. It's their room too.

Oh well.

I was in McKeldin library today, researching bilingual education for my english101 paper, when I moved my book and saw 'Fuck Jews' written in pen on the desk. It was fairly faint and I almost didn't notice it, but it was there nonetheless. I probably should have just washed it off, but as I didn't want to lick the table or anything, and a bathroom was nowhere in sight, I just scribbled in blue ink right over it. What do I have to say about that? I don't know. Maybe I'm naive. Despite all this talk about Phelps and his 'God Hates Gays' shit, I still thought people were open-minded and just not like that as a rule. That we were past that kind of discrimination. Heh. Yeap, I'm definitely naive.

I just don't see the point of spreading hatred like that. Ok, so it was 'just' a library desk. You're still spreading the hate message. Why deface it with shit like that? Why are you an asshole?