The School Post

Today I had all of my classes. I have just one on Tuesday/Thursdays. I'm liking this semester.

Japanese II: Great so far. Haven't met the TAs, but the professor is better than my previous one.

Philosophy II: More of the same, except this one's over more famous European philosophers (Kant, Hume, Mill, Nietzsche, etc.) More assignments and tests, this is going to be tough.

Spanish Conversation: This class RULES. After the first day I love my prof (he's this incredibly laid back guy who tells jokes, likes his wine, and he's going to be a good teacher), and I'm already his pet even before I found out he's in charge of the Study Abroad program I'm applying for. And the girls in his class. Oh, Lord. So hot. So, so, so hot. And I have to 'make friends' with one of them for the sake of partnership projects. Poor, pitiful me.

Plan II Physics: I walked into this class and became a nervous wreck. Then I got the homework. Reproduced here is problem 1.
1. How many cars go on I-35 in a day? How many on the Drag?
The girl behind me was taking it for the second time. She dropped last time after 2 days. I'm scurred.

A Small Thought on Children

I want to have kids eventually. No more than 2.

I always thought I wanted a daughter. Back when I wrote down my thoughts on it for the first time, it just seemed to appeal to me - and I guessed at the time it was due to the lack of estrogen I'd experienced in my life. My mom's not very girly, I'm typically single, etc. I even thought the name Cassandra sounded really cool.

Now that I've been there and back again, I've observed what estrogen can do to a man (I suspect it was the poison used on Victor Yuschenko in Ukraine that made him age 20 years in 6 months) and I must now correct the error in my ways.

Gimme a boy. A dude in training who I can give the lessons to, whose room I can go into, and who I might even be able to pass on the love for cars and video games to.