changed the blog

but i dont know how to work it yet. so bear with me.

classes:
General Psychology - its like year 8 science with all the things about experiments and stuff. i vaguely remember the idea but i remember more why i dropped science like a hot ton of bricks.
"Taking an IQ test makes you die."
"You don't have an IQ when you are dead...and i realise that."
"Cranky baby."
some little shreds of knowledge from our professor.

The Holocaust- you know, just for fun every tue and thur morning at 8.30

Postwar America 1945 to Present - LOVE the Professor. The first day of class it was raining buckets and his pants were ALL wet. I'm not talking about little splashes, it was like he walked through the pond.

Early Art of the 20th Century - pretty pictures. ONE loud girl. Couple of older girls. Again no guys. Actually thats not fair, there was one sitting next to me but he fell asleep half way through and you know, thats not a good sign.

Useless history major here I come!