Tuesday, February 07, 2006

hangman's toenail

My first day of classes started off pretty bad. I'd woken up with a bit of a headache, and during breakfast, I felt nauseous and felt like puking. I went back to my room and went over the pros and cons of skipping the first day (3 classes total), and finally decided to drag my ass to class anyway.

Music class was refreshing on many levels; on one hand, I've always felt guilty about quitting violin, so the class kinda fools me into believing that I'm back, and on the other, the professor was articulate and funny. I sat towards the front in case I needed to make a mad dash to stick my head in the toilet.

History was pretty boring, but I'm PDFing it so whatever.

But the class I really loved was ENG 331, taught by Nunokawa. He's everything Jenny said he was--funny, flamboyant, and modern. He's basically the opposite of everything we're reading in class (Austen, Bronte, Dickens, etc.).

So after dry heaving the entire afternoon, I finally managed to puke it all up intermittently between 1-10 am. Was it a stomach virus, food poisoning, or reaction to antibiotics? I really had no idea. The most obvious choice would to blame it on the alcohol at Terrace, but I didn't really drink during pickups (minus the champagne that was poured over my head once I opened the door). Luckily, even though I still felt like shit, I managed to carry all my beer-drenched clothing to the washers so that my room didn't have to smell like shit too. That would've just made me feel even more nauseous and shittier.

After not getting much sleep last night, I decided to skip my ENG 205 lecture and sleep in. Because creative writing classes flunk you if you miss more than 2 classes, I figured I might as well go if I felt even the smallest bit better. I really like the professor, but her class seems to require more work than the other workshops. And even though there are only 5 people in the class, I think she's goign to try to fill up the 2 hours anyway. She's really pretty, and her voice matches her face well.

I don't know why I'm taking 5 courses. Even I'm PDFing History, I know I'll still wind up spending just as much time on the readings and whatnot. So now I have to go read Emma, which puts me to sleep after just 2 pages. Which means it'll put me to sleep 226 times.

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