Future Academia

So, as it turns out, you can take as long as you want to get all the classes you need to graduate from this here university. And so, all this to say, I'll be here. Ha ha ha.

Anyways, so I have been exploring seminary studies. Last night, I went to my first information session and found out the following:
1. It's not as expensive as I thought. Especially for private school.
2. I like going to classes.
3. There's more I want to learn.

Iraq

I turned on the television this morning to see thousands of Iraqi citizens in the streets of Baghdad cheering and partying because Saddam's regime is collapsing. These same citizens rode tanks with US military personnel and toppled a statue of Saddam in Baghdad's main square. I really don't think they would do all this if he was a such a great guy, a poor dictator who is being overthrown to protect US oil interests. I guess all those movie stars should go back to high school and get their diplomas. Maybe they just can't read, but in the age of video news, they should be able to interpret the news a little more accurately. For more information on this, check out CNN.

TV for Homework

I have two group projects this quarter...joyous rapture....
Luckily, one of them involves watching TV...:)
I love school....why am I graduating?

Rental Car # 3

So I'm now on rental car # 3. The first one had a stale smoke smell (think old motel rooms) and when I turned on the air it blew dust, leaf pieces and what looked like shaved beard hairs out at me. Double EW. The second one was nice, a 2003 Lancer, but when I got home (1 mile away) I already had a flat. I guess the person who rented before me had filled it up just long enough to get it turned in. Classy. My condolences to Paul, the man who had to come change my tire at 7 at night. So the 3rd car is a 2003 Sentra which so far has had no problems. I have spent more time at the Enterprise office than the employees who work there.

I have come to truly appreciate that good customer service cannot be duplicated. After all this I wanted to scream at the woman who kept implying it was MY fault the car's weren't working out and that I must have parked them on something to give them flat tires. Blah. Oh, well. I'm riding in comfort now. Adios mis amigos.

A rolling billboard I read today: Un pedacito de Mexico.