I'm Down If You Don't Expect Anymore From Me

I had English this morning.  When my teacher remarked that she wanted to see Mama Mia and then a classmate started raving about Pierce Bronson, I simply thought, "Oh shit."  But I think I'm actually going to like the class and the people.  Even though the teacher thinks Mandarin is spelt Madarian. 

I also had Astronomy this afternoon.  It's a huge lecture class with this adorable little Asian teacher.  His slideshow was so grammatically incorrect that it was hilarious.  I thought we would be looking at stars but we're really just learning about the universe.  Bummer.

I feel really hungry even though I ate lunch two hours ago.  I think I might have a overeating disorder.  Since I live at the top of Mt. Everest is doesn't really matter how much I eat though, because I'll just burn it all off anyways. 

I have Psych at four in a giant lecture hall.  It's air-conditioned which should make me happy, but instead makes me pissed, because I hate air-conditioning.  A lot.