Holy crap, I love you.

Today was rough, but made better by the people around me. Yay lunchtimes and wonderful text messages!

In my first class, Sociology, I got back the test I did last week. 13/20, aka 65%. That was a surprisingly good mark if I take into the consideration the grades of people around me. Second class, Anthropology test. It had two essays, not one, so of course I was feeling peachy. And finally, Canadian Poli Sci test. It was only ten multiple choice so I'm begging God that I didn't get anymore than two wrong (seeing as it's worth 33%).

I dragged myself home and received a surprise when I walked into the kitchen, my mama made some homemade pizza! I feel yum on the inside.

So talks have been had about the switching of universities next year. Everyone seems all for it, which is great because I am too. But whenever I think about STU, MTA, UW etc, all I see in my head is "$". L'argent est un tel problème!

So today in the library I was in the back on the main level (where I always seem to be lately) listening to music and studying Poli Sci. A guy (a very nice looking guy) sat down next to me and started studying too. I was very deep into Brokerage Politics when he waved his hand in front of my face. He asked me the time and I pointed to the clock in front of us (cheeky!) he laughed and then asked me what music I was listening to. I replied with Alexisonfire (yeah, I know, screamo, but the new album is amazinggg) and he said "I knew it! I could tell."

I felt bad then because obviously my music had to have been pretty loud for him to pick it out. I said sorry and that I'd turn it down, which he replied with "No! I love them, it's good." And he gave me an I'm-off-the-OC smile. I, at this point, got embarrassed and put my headphones back in. He proceeded to do the wave in my face three more times, posing various questions from study habits to periodic tables.

Then he got up and said goodbye and turned to walk away. At this point I noticed one of his books next to me, so I said "Excuse me?" quietly (I was in the quiet area). Of course he kept walking. So I said it louder again, but he walked out the door. So I grabbed the book and ran out after him calling to him a couple times before he turned. I said "You forgot your book!" (duh, it's in my hand). He replied with a huge smile and said "Holy crap, I love you."

Holy crap, I love you. My pitiful heart and I did not get much studying done after that exclamation. I rock.

For Josh, please watch: Keith Olbermann's take on the Clinton/Bush/Bin Laden thing.