Weber State, Weber State, Great, Great, NOT GREAT!

First day of school. Boo.

Ok so in all honesty school really wasn't THAT bad. I had four classes all in the same building which saved me from hiking around in the heat. Bonus. However I am officially going to have no sanity when I am through with this semester. I have about six billion books to read, each with reports and group critiques or analysis' of some kind. English majors. Cripes.

I have already managed to have been pegged the pick on target in my Creative Nonfiction class. Super. The teacher was my magazine article writing professor last spring, and since he knows me he feels the need to make me look like a fool. I swear to you, I walked into class and he looked up at me from his desk, peering over his oversized bifocals. Rubbing his hands together an evil smirk crossed his mustache hidden lips, and a gut-wrenching cackle escaped his mouth. Doom. That is what I felt. Doom.

"Ah Amber. Excellent." This is all he said. Blast. He has it out to get me. Again. Luckily some of the other victims known as students in the room knew me and my flawlessness and came to my rescue saying hello and bailing me from an awkward "how was your summer" conversation with Mr. Evil-Eye. Thanks Genty. I owe you one.

Also. The girl in front of me in American lit was gross. Dandif decorated her entire back, her ear was caked with wax and peeling skin (at least I think thats what it was), and I think I heard something meow in her hair. Shower my dear. Or I'll bring an extra water bottle and "accidentally" drop it on your head.

All in all parking still blows, taffic is rotten, and the buildings smell like stale cereal. However, I did manage to remember my stash of chocolate chunk chewy bars and a water bottle so the day was not a complete drag. Bless those chocolate chunky granola bars. They are my staple.