On some days even
The crickets seem to look and
Say incapable.

How to Go Insaine...

Raise your hand if you've ever wondered what it would be like to go insaine.
Alright, you can put your hands down now.
For those of you who raised your hands, here's how you can finally find out...

First, wash your hands a lot...so that they get really dry and start cracking. Now, decide that you need to borrow hand cream from your room-mate to put on your hands because they reeeeaaaally hurt. Now that you've done that, get a song stuck in your head so bad that the only to get it out is to listen to it...so go turn on your computer so that you can do that. Except that you don't want to touch your computer, now do you....because your hands are all disgusting with that hand cream. But you need to listen to that song, because you'll go mental if you don't. Now, pay close attention 'cause here's the important part. You can't use your hands, can you?...so you use your nose instead. Yes that's right, you use your nose. Put it down to the touchpad and use it to move the cursor around. Press it down on the buttons to click. You'll be a gibbering idiot within minutes, trust me.

EMT-B

I had a great dinner with Kate at carrabas afterward we watched the movie of A Midsummer Night's Dream.
So, the college finally got it's shit together and got the EMT class started. I thought that I would be overjoyed...after all, I spent all of last semester wishing that they would get one and now it's here. But I'm not, and here's the trouble; The EMT class adds another fourteen hours of class to my schedule each week. It also has homework and tests. Yes folks, I said fourteen hours.
It should have spread out over two semesters, which would reduce it to a mere seven hours each week (about the same as my bio and chem courses) but the college couldn't get their shit together in time and now I have wopping big chunck of my time gone every week and I'm not happy about it. Worst of all, I feel like the information's going to get crammed into to me...which means that while i'm out there doing my job I might not remember something...which would suck....and yes, EMT's can and freaquently do get sued.

Bleh...

I worry too much.

My psychology class is full of bimbos and the proffessor is offensive to look at. I'm a nice guy, so usually I don't judge people by what they look like...but I can't help getting offended every time I look at her...and the fact that she is exactly what she looks like doesn't help either.

(edit) Not everyone in my class is a bimbo (after all, that would make me a bimbo...) but the bimbos in it really stand out...and there are more than a few of them. So while the class may not be full of bimbos, it is having a kind of bimbo epidemic.

Down in the Dance Pit...

So I went to take the fancy-dance lessons that some group in the college was offering today. There were about one hundred and fifty of us there, and they taught us how to swing. Kate and I went together, but we got split up and ended up dance with different people before long. It was pretty interesting, and if I can't claim that I became an amazing dancer right then and there, I can say in complete honesty that I didn't step on anyone's feet either. Unfortunately the dance studio is at the bottom of this deep pit underneath Brown...there's a cieling a good thirty feet up with a catwalk and a few windows located up at ground level (wich is to say, right at the cieling) and that's about it. As I'm sure you can immagine, it got hot and sweaty pretty fast.
So, now I know how to swing...who would have thought (now I just need to be able to actually do it).

Well, I'm back at Muhlenberg and I've had all of my courses at least once. Chemistry is a bit of a dissapointment A: because its chemistry, and B: because I went from being taught by a veritable chem God last semester to being taught by a doddering old man. Biology, however, looks like its going to be awsome and so does Intro. to Comparative Government and International Relations. The proffessors in both those classes are hilarious. Really, that's the best way to teach...if you can make it a little bit funny, then its so much easier to learn. The fact that I like the subject helps too, I'm sure...
Otherwise, PE is looking like everything I was afraid it was going to be and more. The class is divided up into two portions: fitness and wellness. The fitness portion looks kind of cool, and I'm looking forward to it. Basically they take us to the gym and make us work out for a while...which is fine by me. I've been meaning to start working out on a daily basis anyway. However, I don't have fitness untill the end of the semester; right now I'm in wellness which is basically a health program. I wouldn't mind so much if the teacher wasn't CRAZY! She's the soccer coach and takes the subject waaaaay to seriously for my own good. When we got tehre she talked about how you'd better pay attention and pass the course because she has "no problem with failing sophmores, juniors, even seniors who need to pass if they want to graduate." Why couldn't i have had one of the other teachers who basically tells their students that they need to show up to class...and that's really enough. I've had some friends who had them last semester...so I know they're there. I just wasn't lucky enough to get one of them. Finally, I have Intro. to Psychology; the teacher seems kind of annoying, but the subject matter seems interesting...so we'll see.

April in Winter

When I left the City,
The trees were starting
to bud. Probably
Because it was so warm,
like April instead of Winter.
They're probably
going to die
when the cold comes.

People naked in
The snow. College students get
Crazy near Christmas.

Something I wrote before I went on break.
It was the first snowfall of the year, and....yeah...well,
the rest is pretty self explanitory.