How My Day Is Going.
Sep. 9th, 2004 02:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I want my (spy)mommy. I never want my mommy unless things are BAD. And yet, I want my mommy. I'm at the other campus in the cafeteria type area, and I swear that I just saw THE HOTTEST GUY from my CEGEP across the room, but I may never know.
Got to Italian (this means I FOUND THE BUILDING! HURRAH!) and got the outline from the teacher, and sat down and class started AND SHE SPOKE ENTIRELY IN ITALIAN. Well, she explained some things in English and used a little French, but she's like "[name of student] lira pagina undici" or whatever the proper phrase is.
Anyways, I got to read a few words aloud (and did well) and I already have homework for Tuesday. (I love the Italian accent, BTW. Gorgeous.)
Italian over, I went to see about getting books.
40 minutes, three books and $194 later, I left the bookstore and caught the shuttle over here.
I'm going to go to Stats, now. Please kill me.
Thank God it's my last class until 2:45 on Monday.
Got to Italian (this means I FOUND THE BUILDING! HURRAH!) and got the outline from the teacher, and sat down and class started AND SHE SPOKE ENTIRELY IN ITALIAN. Well, she explained some things in English and used a little French, but she's like "[name of student] lira pagina undici" or whatever the proper phrase is.
Anyways, I got to read a few words aloud (and did well) and I already have homework for Tuesday. (I love the Italian accent, BTW. Gorgeous.)
Italian over, I went to see about getting books.
40 minutes, three books and $194 later, I left the bookstore and caught the shuttle over here.
I'm going to go to Stats, now. Please kill me.
Thank God it's my last class until 2:45 on Monday.
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Date: 2004-09-09 10:36 pm (UTC)