So this is probably a pretty crummy entry to leave ya'll on, so I'll have to make one tommorrow and a couple over the trip.

Anyway, you remember that math test? That math test I failed? You know, don't you? Oh, wait, you don't know I failed yet. Well, you do now.

It didn't matter. After a day and a morning of agonizing over how dumb I am, I learned again that it's not what you know, but whom, that counts. I got past my prereqs with a wave of the program leader's hand. I got into the first class for my major, with another wave. It was like he was, I dunno, a Q or something. I can tell you, I am highly impressed by a man who has achieved mastery in the A-Q-demic forces.

Terrible pun, I know, but what do you expect, I haven't slept well. I had a female roommate, for some bizzare reason.

I'm gonna let you hang on that and question my descency until I talk about what REALLY happened. Then you'll probably say 'Aww, how cute, what a sweet guy.'

I was somewhat popular out there, though, for the orientation. I felt like when I was joining the Guild - there were some established 'personalities,' whom I managed to get along with okay, and generally made a good impression by being outgoing and trying to be fun. Golly, maybe I can get the hang of this people thing after all. Or at least I might get the hang of this semifamous thing...

^.^

~Ayrn