Another Monday

Have I mentioned I love my new room? Well I do. It's just like my old room, with all the same shit, just smaller, and with one bed, and one closet. It's like the twin I never had died. Her name was Candice. We didn't really get along.

I have made this master list of what i have to do this week which mostly contains reading over 300 pages of various text books and then eventually taking two quizzes. It's a good thing that I love 4/5 of my classes because otherwise this semester might end up like last semester, which would be horrible.

I'm still waiting for Sage to confirm a time for my interview which is really annoying. I also found out that they aren't open on Mondays, which means I just have to wait longer. That's stupid.

So, I was doing the reading for my Developmental psych class last night when I came across the section taking about defects in newborns and how they come about. They are called tetrogens....and the study of tetrogens is a tretrology. I was born with tretrology of fallot. This means that apparently, maybe my mom did something bad while I was in her belly that caused this. Or maybe not. I'm going to look it up and find out for sure before I yell at her for eating too much fish which I was in her. That freaked me out in the middle of class which then caused the professor to be like...uh no you're fine, just look it up before you cuss out your mom. Uh, thanks. Awesome. Geh.

Also, I don't want to watch a video of a lady giving birth on Friday. I've seen Knocked up. Does that count?