My dorm room is so cleeeeeeaaaaaaaan!
I can see the floor! We have a floor!
Now to pick up a broom of sorts. My crap is picked up, but the floor is a bit discusting.
Then again, college and trash on the floor seem a bit inextricable.
It's amazing how cleaning your room and chatting on the phone a bit with an old friend can improve one's mood. I'm coming home this Friday. This is awesome. Again, I will make every attempt to see everyone, but no promises.
Ethics class keeps on getting better and better. I come back from class every day with at least three questions buzzing around in my brain, hardly being able to wait for the next discussion. There was actually a pretty funny conversation with a friend's mom about a month ago. It went something like this:
friend's mom: "So Sondra, what is your major?"
me: "Oh, well, Undecided, but I'm in the Liberal Arts school. I didn't want to declare anything because I figured I'd change my mind ten times over before junior year. I'm probably going to end up majoring in philosophy though."
friend's mom: "Oh?.... Why don't you major in something you like?"
me: "..... I do like philosophy."
*awkward silence*
friend's mom: "oh."
Oh man. Philosophy Major. Fuck. Get ready to take the LSATS dearie...
I'm thinking a small nap sounds pretty good right now.
Until Later,
Sondra
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do you know what kind of a job market is there for philosophy majors?
Waitressing! Coffee shop employees!
Don't worry. You'll be working next to some very fun and talented drama majors.
^_^ oh yes, I'm totally aware of the uselessness of such a major.
when i mentioned that to a table full of art majors they just gawked and said- "MY major is more practical than yours!". then i got my hand shaken.
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