I'm Well On My Way to Spending My Whole Life in Park

This morning, at 7 a.m. the whole sophomore class (and me) rushed to register for next semester's classes. Now, I don't know how it used to be, but now we do it online, and it takes a lot of frantic clicking and praying the website doesn't jam up. 

But I was lucky, and got all the classes I needed on the FIRST TRY!

So here's my lovely course line-up for fall 2009:

News Writing and Reporting I (Get my hands on some CAMERAS!)

Ethical Issues in Mass Communication (with Loop AGAIN)

U.S. Politics (wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee)

Political Justice (PUMPED for this one!)

History of U.S. Mass Media (In this class, I will probably want to sleep.)

So I'm ready. It's going to be one insanely packed semester. Luckily, three of my classes are in the Park school, and my dorm is approximately 100 feet from it. Win.

After winning at registration I dragged myself over to breakfast and class. In Short Story my Professor described Isaac Babel, who I had never heard of before reading his story, as "the rock star of Jewish Soviet literature."

That is a title I fear I will never earn. 

I'm also not so sure the competition was all that intense. Stalin kind of wiped it out.

Anyway, I then headed to Global Studies, where we learned about how the World Trade Organization does stupid things rather frequently and agricultural workers are probably never going to form an effective international union. See what my early liberal arts education is bringing me? WISDOM!

I then plopped my butt down in the pub with a tape recorder and a chai latte and interviewed two of the varsity coxswains. 

No one could have told me that this is what college would be like.