I just got out of my math class; FUCK how I'd forgotten how fucking boring math is. Don't get me wrong, it's not hard, it's just very tedious. I am very close to changing my major, I know I won't be able to stand four years of math. If I do change my major I have pinned down three options:
- Political Science
- Business Administration, emphasis on Computer Information Systems
- Journalism
Anyhow, I don't feel like going into detail right now. I'm currently sitting outside of the place with all the restaurants (at the edge of the Quad, by the pancakes). About, twenty yards behind me is a tent set up by one of the many fraternities. Surprisingly they are quiet, unlike another tent about sixty yards away which is blasting some bumpin' (shitnifirous) R&B. Is Glenn going to join a frat? STAY TUNED. (No. not at all)
Up next for me is English 104. I think I was supposed to read something but I'm not sure and frankly I don't care (UPDATE 8:29PM : Yes, I was. No I did not. We were quizzed on the reading. Why yes I probably Failed.)
I really like this place and it's relaxed attitude. That's all I feel like writing now. I'm going to go eat lunch.