I enjoy going back and reading old posts. Read something a few days old and one of two things will happen:
A. You will be taken right back to the moment in which you wrote it and feel exactly how you felt when writing.
B. You'll be all like "Wtf mate?!"
More often than not, I'm thinkin' the latter of the two. It's pretty funny. Moving on, moving up.

Classes are kicking my ass. Math class blows, writing ENG 201 papers blows, and I really cannot stand having to learn about "communication skills". Fuck that shit. But, 3/5 classes are actually somewhat enjoyable thanks to 3 fantastic professors who actually enjoy what they teach (All of them English professors. Coincidence? I think not.) and care about their students. Working out with Rowe is going really well too. I've gained a lot of muscle in only a week and never felt better.