So Sophomore year has begun. It actually began last week, black robe and all. Yah, when we wear those "scholar robes" on Fridays, I feel like I should also have a hood and a candle, walk slowly and chant, "for the common good". But alas, I don't. Every Friday I wear that Harry Potter robe and sit and listen to a speaker. Alas.
That's about all the perks (hate that word) that my 2nd year of college gives me. Other than the fun-ness of watching the newbies, talking to them, and again watching with maybe some hanging out with the select ones. And then looking back and saying, "Yah that was hard, but it was just the beginning". Mhm, there is more. And I will live that.

In fact, I am on my 7th hour of almost straight Latin studying. 1 hr with a tutor, and then about 6 or 5.5 on my own or something radical like that. Will it pay off? It better. And oh yah, my classes start super early. Try... 7.30 today? and 8 o'clock other days? Yah, I tried that. Tried and so far succeeded, even if I have to pinch myself till I bleed on somedays to keep from sleeping in the chair at school.
Yes, I did do that. yesterday, in fact.

But also this year will be the funnest. We will party. School will be a party. After school will be a party. My mind will make everything a party. That way I like it all. And guess what! Parties go late at night too. Guess what?! So does school. So there. Q.E.D.

And guess what else.
It's only Wednesday tomorrow. And I live for the weekend, when the fun don't stop.
School is a bunch of theory and book learning.
But life still applies.
To every meta, there is a physical. Somewhere, somehow.
To every theory, there is practice.
Life still applies.

Yah that was random. But its late, and I'm super awake, and I have a ton to do before my eyes shut for a few (yes literally, a few) hours.