Are you kidding me?

I think I may have scratched my cornea again. Same one, same eye, feels all weird. But I can't do anything about it until after four, because I can't miss my classes. If I miss my classes, I lose my spot. Anyone else feel it's a sign?

While we danced, I shed a little tear.

So, yeah, today I had my first two classes. I don't think I scratched my eye again, I think it's just being weird. Fingers crossed and all that shit. I am both worried and excited about my classes. My Shakespeare professor looks and sounds like Micheal Crawford, but has uber blue eyes. Also? Sooooo very British. And oddly enough, lost the sight in his left eye cause Mount Holyoke health center misdiagnosed him. He seemed pretty understanding about the whole recorder thing.

I am torn, cause I feel like I found my awesome Moho teacher, and she's gonna be dean next semester. I officially love Penny Gill. She was really understanding about it and stuff. So, yeah. We'll see. Have to read A MidSummer's nights dream and seventy five pages of something by Monday. We'll see how it goes.