I have great sleeping habits. Really.

That's why I'm posting at 3:04 AM on a Tuesday.

Nothing interesting is happening. I'm a boring college freshman who sits around watching Indecision: 2004 and making fun of politics. However, I'm bored as shit, and Kate needs something to read, so here I am.

So course registrations are this week. Changing majors is a bitch. Not because of anything that actually relates to the process, oh, no. All you need to do is fill out about a half page form and give it to the registrar. The problem is getting the math department to acknowledge your existence. I can't even coax a response from the curriculum coordinator, whose JOB is listening to me complain about how retahded Computer Science is.:P That kinda makes you wonder what they're all actually doing deep within the bowels of the Amos Eaton building. *insert Twilight Zone music here*

Maybe they don't want to talk to me because my class rank is like 1320 out of 1357 or something like that.:P