College

That's about all that's on my mind. I'm in college. Doing schoolwork. Class class class, work work work, homework, sleep, repeat.

Occasionally I get to work in some Assassin's Creed or Call of Duty.

Class is still pretty mediocre. I'm only in my second semester, and I'm already completely sick of general education classes, or as they're labeled at Park, "Liberal Learning" classes. The only class I'm enjoying right now is my Microeconomics class. Well, I suppose I am enjoying my Spanish class, but it's an online class so I don't count it. It's like I'm doing all the work, and it's like it's of my own volition. So I don't really see that as a class.

I'm sick and tired of sitting in a classroom that I don't want to be in, hearing lectures that are supposed to make me a better, more "well-rounded" individual.

I came here to learn what I want to learn, but it seems like I just can't get there.

I just have to tough through all this shit, I suppose. I'm ready to be in my major-specific classes, like Microecon. I'm legitimately enjoying that class, because it's something I want to learn about.

In other news, the car is still nice. There are a couple of little tweaks my dad and I need to work on this weekend to get it running as smooth as possible. I sincerely enjoy driving it.

Work is still bleh. I feel like I had something to say, but now I can't remember it.

Conan O'Brien.

Enough said.

Let's make this weekend fun. Someone? Anyone? Okay. Good.

Truly,

David