How Old is Too Old?

So remember the guy, Griffin, from my Lit Study class? And how much I liked him? Well we have a few problems.

1. I have no clue how old he is, but the more I talk to him and look at him; I'm thinking he is up somewhere around 28-30. Possibly. And that is too old, even for me. Which is really unfortunate because I really do like him because we are a lot alike. Although our similarities brings me to problem number 2.

2. He is a huge flirt. I can't really say anything bad about someone being a flirt because I love being a flirt. Whether I am in to a guy or not, I will flirt with him. However, I don't find this a particularly attractive trait in a guy. I should clarify, in my guy. I am a fiery personality and while it can be really good, it can also be really bad. I get extremely jealous when it comes to romantic relationships. I would not be able to handle him flirting with our entire class like he does. He is definitely charming, but he's not prince charming :(

Maybe Framingham Doesn't Completely Suck

      Because I am a Chiara copycat and I really don't want to write my speech for public speaking, so I am going to give you guys a rundown of my schedule.

U.S. History to Reconstruction- (8:30 am - 10:20 am)

          Here we have your run of the mill history class. You go, you sit, you listen to how America came to be, you leave. And that is part of the problem. It is very boring. Most of this stuff is just a review from every U.S. history class ever so I'm not worried about not understanding things, just about falling asleep in class. My professor is this really nerdy, but nice guy from New York. He reminds a lot of Mark from the musical Rent. I just don't have the attention span for his class.

Literary Study of Langston Hughes- (11:30 - 12:20)

What can I say about this class...Better yet, where should I start? The professor is a really nice guy, I'd say late 20's to mid-30's, possibly gay. He said that he has been teaching for a few years but this seemed like his first class ever. Although, the people in the class don't help matters. While the topics we are discussing right now are a bit abstract, I am beginning to think these girls are just plain stupid. And yes, I did say girls, but we will address that in a minute. This is definitely no AU class. There, I could barely keep up with what the professor was saying, let alone form my own opinions to share. In this class, I raise my hand at least once a class. I feel wicked smaht. Not to be offensive but it's kind of like going from the major leagues to playing t-ball in the park. 

Now, on to the estrogen fest. My class consists of 18 or so girls. Oddly enough 18 is also each of their IQs. I kid, I kid. It's collectively 18. Anyway, there is one guy in the class. He wasn't originally supposed to be in the class. It was meant to be. Since we are the only two with more than a fourth of a brain, we got to work together for some group work (it could have also been the fact that he sits right behind me and there was an uneven number of people there for the other groups of three, but I digress) Because we are geniuses, we finished our work early, we got to talk for a bit. He is technically a sophomore because he took some time off to play music. He is very sarcastic and has a great sense of humor. He’s not too bad to look at either, in an unconventional way. As I said he usually sits behind me. Well today a girl was in his seat. I was very angry at this random stranger for cock-blocking me in such a manner. Subsequently, he had to sit behind her. That is until he came and sat right next to me!!!! I know I am acting like a giddy school girl and it is just as weird for me as it is for you. But I’ll keep you guys posted if anything happens with us. Fingers crossed!!

Introduction to Human Biology (12:30 - 1:20)

          Same as history, pretty straight forward bio lecture. My professor is fucking hilarious though. He hates republicans, twilight, and the hunger games. Even better than his snarky comments, is that he is really really really really good teacher, which is wicked important because it’s fucking science. The occasional dumbass freshman biddy is sprinkled in, of course. But all in all I can’t complain.

Effective Speaking (8:30 – 10:20)

          This class…this professor…She is extremely conservative and ery particular. We had to give speeches on our favorite quotes and I have no idea what I said for the 3 minutes that I was up there. My professor said that I was very impassioned…I hope that was a compliment. Our next speech has to be about someone who has impacted our lives. But on a more important note, prince charming #2 is in this class. He sat next to me willingly on the first day. The next class we had a pop quiz and she let us review for a few minutes. He still didn’t have a book so I let him use mine because I had my notes. After the quiz he thanked me profusely and after my train wreck of a speech he told me what a great job I had done. I know that he is just a flirt but it is nice practice for Mr. Lit Study who I could actually see going somewhere.

Ode to Framingham State University

Ode to Framingham State University

Oh Framingham, how I despise thee
Though most things are a let down after living in D.C
Still, this hilly campus is far from fine
With no nightlife or museums, only Route 9

I used to take six classes, and now only four
In a place so remote, I need less free time, not more
Can't get a job to fill my day
Because only kids with a work study get the pay

Perhaps I just need to give it a chance
However, I hate most of it at first glance
I just have to breathe and be reminded
that the only way I'll survive is to be open minded

So that's what I'll do, at least this semester
And not let my negativity and depression fester
At least on the ninth floor I'll be the first to know
Whenever it starts to rain, hail, or fucking snow