Going to class is getting in the way of my college experience

Lots and lots of things to share. But due to that pesky little detail of undergraduate education known as midterm week, I will have to tell you about them later. So just in case I forget, here are some things I'm going to mull over in my next post(s):

1. everybody remembers my entry about my first impression of Communications, my major. now that i'm halfway into my classes, I'm going to tell you what its really like.
2. mean people. or rather people who guilt and blame you for problems, but do it in the most unassuming of ways.
3. the stress of being involved in a student publication - some of you may know what i'm talking about.

I know this is really an unsatisfactory post. But I'll leave you with a picture of Salvador Dali. One my most favorite artists.

"I do not take drugs. I am drugs." - Salvador Dali

He actually looks quite fetching in this picture, I think. People always ask me why I like him. It's because he's insane. Insane but brilliant at the same time. He alway has so much going on in his paintings in terms of different visual perspectives I feel like my brain is going to explode from trying to comprehend it all. I kind of like that feeling. Is that how it feels like to be on drugs?



Anyway, now that I have sufficiently scared you off with my post-mortem crush and possible insanity - I will bid you good day. And I promise I shall return with a wealth of new, hopefully interesting but probably useless musings.

Cheers!