I've had an eventful week, and I'm going to be taking THREE classes...it feels a tad odd knowing I'm friends with a teacher. And that we will hang out next week. And that we will chat. I think i'm afraid that she will grade my thoughts, and my emails, and me...though shes too sweet for that, really.. but still. that thought is incorrect - a C for you. I mean, for a whole semester, she was the one with the pointer thingy. she could have flunked me, figuratively speaking. ...i'm sleeping now, and my three classes, philosophy, music, and psychology may torment my dreams as they will...