Right now I am waiting for Josh to wake up. I like to start the day early; Josh likes to sleep in. I've already been to breakfast. Even though I jumped on him and mauled him repeatedly, he refuses to get up. Yesterday began with the melodic sound of Erin cawing in my face at 7 a.m. From there, I proceeded to get ready for the glorious, yearly tradition of womanhood: papsmear. So yea, that was a lot of fun. But now it's over and I can relax. I am bored. I need to register for classes and all of that junk. I have an appointment for a course check on Tuesday. I don't know why these are even called course "checks." If going into a room and having an angry women tell you that all of your credits are useless is a "credit check" than I suppose that would be the proper title. I don't understand how an institutionalized facility can have such hostile people supervising the future of their graduates. I mean, i'm paying to be here, shouldn't I have at least a cordrial acknowledgment? Erin always complained about how if she decided to spend $5,000 on furniture or clothing, she would be treated like a queen. Why can't it be the same in a University? He's up! yay!