so, after class i went to the cafe to buy a coke or something delicious. they were out of all the delicious stuff, so i had to suffice myself on one of their strawberry/banana juice blend thingies. needless to say, it tasted like kissing a monkey that fell forward into a pile of lion shit that was left standing out for hours while the giraffes pissed in it. And if you know what that all means and can imagine what that would taste like, then you not only have explaining to do, but need psychological attention. something like that would be horrible.

anyway, all that just to say that it tasted gross. $3.99 is too much to pay for something you're not going to like.

that guy that i told you was in my gilded age class and also in my public speaking class, turns out he's smart as fuck. gilded age professor said that fucking guy was smarter than he was. i was shocked and dismayed. i didn't know what to do or make of it. i don't know. i think that guy has way too much hot air in his head. i just want to pop it for him one day. he has this, "oh, i'm better than you" attitude, "but i'll pretend not to" way about him. maybe i'm just angry because this semester is not going well. i wish i was in rome already. i wish i was in london. i wish i was in paris. i wish i was in amsterdam. i wish i was in china. i wish i was in spain. i wish i was in prague. i wish...fuck it! i just need to stop feeling crappy and start doing some work to get my mind off of things.