...the drop-in...

First class of the day, first day of the year and two rows in front of me sits Philosophy Ben in all his blond glory.

*Sigh*

The semester is looking good already, I think to myself. Naturally this is before I get to my second class of the day, Political Philosophy, and the 100+ pages of reading it seems to require each week. Panicking, wanting to cryrunhide and drop the course, fast. Waking up this morning I have a renewed sense of optimism and determination to open up a can of whoop-ass on this course, just like the Americans did on to the British at Yorktown.

This morning panicking for another reason - I won't elaborate on it quite yet. Maybe if the situation hasn't ameliorated itself by tomorrow.