The first week of school felt slower than anything. There was almost nothing taught that I didn't already know. Also, there wasn't a lot of homework. So, I got through the week questing on my druid.
Second week, we began to touch on the more content-based hard science topics. To my great delight, I found out that pretty much all the modules that I am taking were weighed heavily in written tests. How fortunate for me, how unfortunate for almost everyone else. It is at times like this, that I truly appreciate the bell curve.
Today, Shaun and I went for our first band session. Insert usual complaints about the needlessness of orientation and icebreaking activities. And then, ants got into my bag. These were like the ants that were bothering me in my room, except bigger and faster. They were black ants on steroids. I must've placed my bag right on their trail. In my efforts to remove the ants from my bag, I also dislodged two years worth of junk that was up until now enjoying a lovely stay at the bottom of my bag.
Now, these ants were simply ferocious. I got bitten(or stung, I don't know. I didn't let them stay on me long enough to observe their methods of causing me terrible pain) maybe twenty-five times, and I somehow had an ant in my pants. You probably already know this, but do not let ants get into your pants.
Other than that, today was a nice day. Playing in a band makes me forget how people normally are.
I need to do some stupid report on the qualities of yogurt. Ygbbsdbbsbddghh.
-Joe