All things change, lady. The dreams of youth are the regrets of maturity.

So, The Mill in the Floss is maybe one of the most boring novels ever, so boring I'm having a hard time reading the SPARKNOTES of it. Uh, I forgot how much I hated it. Also, Shakespeare paper is due on Friday and not Weds, which is made of win. Does anyone else think Horatio is hot for Hamlet? We have to write the paper on how the play would be different without a "minor" character:Horatio, Rosencrantz and Guildernstern, Osric, the 1st Player, the 1st Clown or Gravedigger. Horatio almost seems to take on the traditionally feminine role in Hamlet, rather then the best friend role and there's some hoyay there. Or, I'm just insane, both work too.

Oh, I so want school to be over, but I don't want to go home. Maybe I'll run away for awhile. I dunno, we'll see.

Fuck off, moho

Things that fail? Registration. Like woah. Woke up early to do it and it's not letting me sign into any politics classes because I don't meet the preques. Thing is? I have like at least 12 politics credits that should count, and the one I'm taking now and it's just not fucking working. Which means I'm gonna have to go and bitch to the register and hope the classes don't get filled up. Fucking great. I so wanna skip class today and sleep. SO, fucking tired.

So, I have decided that the universe is telling me not to take a Politics seminar and Chinese and alliterations and yoga, so I'm taking a nice 200 level course instead. This means an English and a politics seminar in the Spring, but I'm okay with that. Also, Chinese is made of 10 am fail five days a week, but I have built in time to nap for an hour on Mondays and Weds and on Tuesdays and Thursdays I have yoga and then the rest of the day is free by 12, and free by 11 on Fridays. It sucks cause the only other time they're offering the class is right in the middle of when all of my other classes are. Fail. Maybe I'll move my schedule around some more to make it fit.