Why we're put in this mess is anybody's guess

I have finally dragged myself, soaking wet and sleepy home from my first day back at school since winter break and here's a recap:

I couldnt sleep very well last night because I have a new roommate and she's very nice, but it's always hard adjusting to sleeping in the same room as a person you just met. Also, the beds here are extra longs and not as fluffy as my bed at home so it took some getting used to again. I woke up around 9 this morning hoping to get an early start so I could swing by and figure out where my classes were, but because I am a slow poke, that didn't happen. French II seems like it's going to be about the same as french I. We use the same book and continue in the same basic structure as last semester so at least I won't have to get used to a new test format. The teacher was actually French because she had a strong accent so I hope that doesn't confuse me, but I think everything will work out. My friend ashley is in that class so it'll be nice to have someone to study with.

After French, I had 10 minutes to get to my next class, Record Production management. It was raining pretty steadily today so I unfortunately got my jeans soaked completely up to the knee but didnt have time to change so I had to be in wet jeans all day. I got lost trying to find my class and ended up in the entirely wrong building. I asked a few random kids where to find the classroom, but people kept pointing me to the same wrong staircase. Finally, when I was considering turning around and going home, I asked this guy and he led me to a completely different building where the class was and turns out I wasnt even late. The teacher seems really exuberant and nice. We already had a lecture because it's only a once a week class and I learned about the practices of record labels from the 1930s to now in terms of what they look for in artists and their relations with radio stations and distributors. I think I'm going to like this class and maybe understanding record production will give me special insight if I go into music design. Perhaps.

Photography is going to be cool, but time consuming. Apparently it's a lot of time spent in the dark room. My teacher is this really awesome, funky art lady who went to cal arts. I think I might be the only fine arts major in that class. I like being with a bunch of art majors so that we can be equally spacy and weird together. Not to sound all snobby, but when i'm in a class with a lot of political science, business, and engineering majors just taking the art class for fun, there's a different vibe to it. They are very clean cut and serious most of the time.

First monday night dinner of the semester was tonight. Nice to see my sorority again, not so nice to send deliveries in the rain, and watch my hair curl up like a chia pet gone wild. Thanks to my mom, dad, and brother who sent me a lovely flower basket with white daisies, my absolute FAVORITE flower because they are so cheerful and friendly, and african violets, the flower of my sorority. I wonder what your favorite flower says about you. My design teacher was saying that daisies are innocent and naive. Does liking them as your favorite flower inadvertantly mean you are innocent and naive?