I'm starting over again here at Hillsdale College. A brand new year. A brand new roomate...A brand new life. I can't get over how much and little one place can change. The campus seems to be crawling with freshmen and I have to laugh at myself as I carry a snooty air of knowing everything while they look lost. I remember being one of them but it seems like decades ago, not just a year. It'a almost frightening to watch them grow and learn, even in the past week. The first months of freshman year were probably one of the scariest points of my life. New at the game once more, the future seems foreboding and reminiscent of the first day of kindergarten when one was afraid to let go of her mother's skirt. Maybe I'm overromantizing it all. Some of these freshmen are definitely headstrong. I think they'll all be just fine.

Not much to say right now. German is going to be difficult. Economics proabably just a little less so. Everything is going to take a lot of work. I have to get a 3.4 to stay in the Honors Program and I'm really beginning to fear that I may be on my way out. I'm not sure if I should suck in my pride and quit while I'm ahead or stay until they forcibly throw me out of the Honors Lounge down the steps of Old Fine Arts. I'm not sure if that will accomplish anything though. The program will still be as ridiculously impossible as ever. All hail to the nerds that have no life. "The Program" is perfect for people like them and not quite the right fit for people like me.

Well, I'd better go. Sorry about the sad condition of my page right now. I'm going through major withdraw from the T1 line I was blessed with all summer. The college is supposed to be upgrading sometime next week and I'll deal with the guestbook and tip of the week then. Until next time, all the best,