Personally, I'd either slap myself or just roll my eyes and shake my head depending on the mood the past-me is in. I was just looking through my book case when I came across some of my old journals. I started flipping through my first one which I wrote in when I was a freshman/sophomore in high school. I am so embarrassed at myself just reading it. I was so...annoying and whiny and awkward and immature. I kind of want to burn it but it feels like I'd be burning away a part of myself even if I'm not the same. I have all of these memories in there, things I haven't thought about again until I read about them just now. I have a ticket from when I went to El Faro a Colon (Lighthouse for Columbus, as in Christopher Columbus) and a sweet smelling flower from my visit to Dominican Republic in 2004 pressed flat between pages, first impressions of people I've met, the first time I felt my left eyelid started to twitch so I thought I was going crazy, the time I came back from the summer writers' workshop and my mom made me take a pregnancy test because she was being paranoid enough to believe I could get pregnant still being a virgin. I haven't written in the last journal for almost a year; the last entry is from April the 13th of last year. Maybe I'll start writing in it again and maybe four or five years from now I'll find it and think "I really hope no one reads this," the same thought that passed through my mind when I read through my older journals. Or maybe the me-right-now is as stable as it's going to get. Who knows.

Third day of class and we already have a snow day, woo! I'm glad to be back on campus, home was just...boring. Especially in the last week when everyone else is back at school but me. So far my classes are alright except for my nutrition class. It sounds like it's going to be really boring. The professor went around asking us why we took the class. Because it takes care of one of my requirements, that's why! Honestly, if it's not my major (linguistics, which has nothing to do with nutrition) why else would I take it? "Oh you know, I just think I'm leading an unhealthy lifestyle and bullshit bullshit bullshit" Maybe that's what he wanted to hear. I'm trying to switch out but no luck so far. My history class is kind of intimidating. It's an honors class of about 15 people who seem to know a whole lot more about Voltaire than I do and we have to do all these readings and discuss them in class. Class participation is 40% percent of the grade. Ugh. We also have to do a group presentation on a cultural event (uh-oh, speaking in front of a group ). I figure I'll just push myself, take the class, and get over it. My linguistics classes sound like they're going to be good, especially Intro to Language Acquisition. Yay, language experimenting on my friends and children! Sounds like it's going to be a good semester. If only I could switch out of nutrition.