lottery

I just went to the lottery for my class. There were only two profs to choose from.
I chose the visiting critic from New York. A lot of girls said they picked him because he was "cute"... hahahaha.. I really want to get this professor. He's totally on the A-list of intellectual thought. He's out there and he's not from UT which puts him on the number 1 list in my book. I'm not sure if I'll get my first pick though. A lot of people chose him.
They're going to post the classes at 3:30. I'm really nervous because I don't want to take the other choice. He sounds interesting and he's also intellectually stimulating..but he's old, racist, and isn't to keen on high tech visualizations.

I picked up a book for informal classes. I thought about taking something.
I don't know what. They've got aikdo, pillates work out, aerobics, hip-hop dance, paper making, novel writing, poetry, belly dancing, yoga, and a bunch of other classes.

I don't know if I can afford the classes and I don't know if I'll have time to take them.

I have to do something to kill time. I have another hour and a half. I'm going to start freaking out soon. I hate this kind of wait. Things could go either way..and it could mean the difference between loving my life or hating it.

I def. need to invest some money into a "chill the freak down" class. :) hehehe.

Okay, i'm off to make some trouble.