For one thing, going to school in POrtland is just awesome in general. Sure I have to leave my house at 6am 3 days out of the week, and it's freezing balls, but the City is gorgeous in the morning light. I ride the max into town with Rachie, and we try to catch the streetcar to school, even though it's usually faster to walk than to wait for the damn thing. That and it always smells like hobo urine.
I'm taking 18 credits this semester because obviously I am not productive enough (and I'm an idiot). Sure, nothing happens the first week, but if I drop off the face of the earth later in the spring, everyone will know why. So far I've discovered: The photoshop teacher is really awkward, the ADCS teacher is awesome, my art teacher's gay (and by that I do mean homosexual), people talk openly about their drug habits with the faculty, and my English class is full of idiots (which is semi good because I won't have to do any real work).
and there's this absolutely wonderful 3 hour gap in between my classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so usually I just wander the city or do homework (HA!) or something. But yeah, the next four years should go pretty well.
(and Louis Vuitton purses are ugly shit. I don't see why they hell anyone would pay so much for one)
on another note: it's my 19th which means absolutely nothing except that I got a serger. So this years cosplay will be even more awesome.