Christ! It’s already November. I mean, seriously, where does the time go? I think there’s no real sense of that time thing here. Stay up to 9 AM, wake up at 4 PM, doesn’t matter. But I don’t care.
Things here are good. Overall, no complaints. Next semester’s schedule looks like, well, not fun. But things are looking up. A girl named Claire is very interested in me; all I have to do is move forward. Which I hesitate to do because of the hassle, but one day I will.
Grades are fine. Ironic because I hardly do any work. I’m even more of a slacker here than I was in high school. Honestly, that rocks. I hope to keep that up.