Apparently, I've been confused about the definition of "cold" my whole life. I should have been using "pretty mild, compared to what January 2014 will hold."
I've had to decide that I'm into scarves, because otherwise, I might die.
I met a transfer student named Allie who now lives on my hall. She's a pre-pharm major and her first class is calculus tomorrow at 8am. God bless her. She seems really cool.
I watched movies with Anna (Devil Wears Prada and something with the actress from My Big Fat Greek Wedding) and had dinner with her.
I looked over my Latin textbook. I may have bitten off more than my jaws can even close around. Who skips Latin levels 1-3 and decides to try her hand at Latin IV because hey, she's good with languages and she took Latin a lot in grade school? MEEEEEE. *smiles weakly* Apparently I think a lot of myself.
My first class is tomorrow at 9: International Relations with my favorite professor and adviser, Dr. Thornton. I'm very comfortable with his style, so I think it's a good first class.
Bekah has an 8am though, so I'll probably be disturbed before I actually have to wake up. Murrrr.
This semester is going to be so incredibly different. I know I've been saying that the whole time I've been in college, but...
Trust me. This time it's uncontrollably for real.