Some Things Never Change

Yeah, I still jump in Europe. I'm looking pretty good in that tie, too, now that I think of it.

Anyway, I know it's been 15 days or something ridiculous like that since my last post, and I'll go ahead and warn now that this is going to be my second to last post on this Blog. It's been a good run, albeit one which slowed down in the last month, but I've only got one left in me, and I'll write it on Saturday 8th, my last full day here.

But as for this one...

We're down to our last week of classes. British Poetry is going well. Really well, actually. I'd like to point out that there are kids from UGA in that class, even some girl who's a creative writing major at a purely liberal arts school, and I really feel like the LCC kids from Tech in that class are just as insightful, creative, and capable. Ivan Allen doesn't deserve half the crap it gets.
Psych is going well too, but I need to get an A on the final to guarantee an A in the class. I'm not too concerned, though. Sydney, on the other hand, will be after this weekend is done. She has Generalized Anxiety Disorder, after all. (She's also going to be cranky if she ever reads that.)

I'm kind of hoping I get straight A's this semester. It'd be embarrassing to get a B on a summer abroad program. And also, if I get even one B my GPA will drop .1 points. Hey, that's a big deal, don't make that face.

Joey moves into our apartment on Saturday, and he'll be there for two weeks before we can join him. Ryan Hoffman, as far as I know, will be working in the meantime to finish putting our giant whiteboard and entertainment center together. Ryan Adams will be in the Northeast with Amanda until I get home, and then he and I are going to take a road trip down to Florida on the 12th to get a couch for our apartment from my Oma.
I've got a busy week when I get home before school starts.
Joey and I have plans to stick to a strict exercise regiment once school starts, as we are both a little tired of being sticks. I also am going to have a strict training regiment for my upcoming Ocarina of Time race with William Hicks and his girlfriend at Brown.

Oh! I also found out today that Group 1 is getting shafted on our flight time home. Groups 2 and 3 leave for Heathrow 2 hours after us and get home 3 hours before us because the people in charge got them a direct flight. For the life of me, I don't understand why we have to burn 3 hours of our lives on a layover in Chicago. Our flight doesn't land until 10 PM and then we have to get through customs and get our bags and it won't be 2 AM until I get home.

Alright Sydney's in my room whining at me now. We're all going out tonight, (its our last weekend after all), so I'm gonna head out. To any of you that still pay attention to this, I'll write again in 8 days or so. Bye.