Dear Billy,

This week has been...special. The same description my mamma had to use for me for so many years, I'm sure. Well, we'd best begin at the beginning.

Sunday.

Though Sunday was reportedly the last day of the week, seeing as it was the one of rest, I am going to begin my week with Sunday. Except that Saturday was really the day of rest 'cause in Fiddler on the Roof their sabbath is on Saturday and since Jesus was also Jewish that wins hands down. Sunday was suckish. The end.

Monday.

First day of classes. For what I had anticipated it wasn't nearly as blood-sucking as it could've been. I hadn't gotten my schedule finalized, and had to attend two classes I wasn't enrolled in. Embarrassing? Oui. However, I walked in like I owned the place (slash sat in the third row, behind as humongous a kid I could find and I'm tellin' ya, he was a beast) and managed to enjoy myself. I found two superb friends in Biology, both blonde, both very kindly, and made a new one in Chinese. Nice girl. Reminds me of someone famous...and European. Kind of like a mix between the attractive French chick on Mr. Bean's Holiday and the lady from Bournes Identity and Supremacy, before she (spoiler alert) dies. So does Dumbledore. Get over it.

Tuesday.

Just two classes this day, but still so freaking busy!!! Marvelous devotional given by President Samuelson and his wife. What a great way to kick off the new semester...on the second day. Guess this means the first one didn't count. It was good to see Randee and Matt again, Billy. Sigh. Still no word back from the nice elderly folks in charge of housing about my being released from my contract, but it'll come.

Wednesday. Today.

Another long, but great, day of school. Finished all of my homework before hand, so nothing else to do at 10 at night but Facebook Stalk and blog. I got offered a job at the Doughnut Shop from 10-2. AM. Or midnight to 3. But I live at home so I'll have to pass it up. Oh wait! This just in: Nathan Oler has been denied his request to terminate his agreement which nearly cost his family Christmas! I don't think I take rejection well. I'll leave out the other things I had to say 'bout them ol' geezers. Some would call that "editing" or "censoring" the blog. Still no vacancies in the Biology class I'm not in but attend like I am. The professor says he can't add anyone for fire safety reasons. I'm thinkin' of going down to the Fire Marshal, having him sign an exception form (courtesy of Word Processor), and persuading Dr. Bio that way. We'll just have to see. In the mean time, I'll just go talk to another counselor...again. I don't know if I need them, or if I just abuse them now, but that's their problem.