Real Mature

It took a day for readings to take over everything. It took one guy saying "sucks balls" and a generally heavy presence of the type of people who might say "sucks balls" for me to drop one class for a hopefully better one. People might say "sucks balls" just because it has a ring to it and is potentially catchy (I don't know) but hear this: Think twice before you say "sucks balls". It might mean that a fairly intelligent and generally articulate person is going to drop the class she had with you, one week before the presentation she had with you, leaving you to do the work with just one other guy sometime on the day before the presentation is to be presented because you're busy making out with your girlfriend all weekend in Montreal. Can't we pick a more mature phrase for things we don't like, something more like "this stinks" or "this is the poops"? If he had said that it was poopy that we had to present next Thursday maybe I would have stuck around. This is what happens when teachers group students by the 1-2-3-4-5 ones-over here-twos-over there-method.
Anyway, readings have taken over everything. I planned my future over pints with a friend. Mine had reading, hanging out, and maybe writing in it. Her's had helicopters and fame, NY and LA. I'm (clearly) too caught up on the little things (see above) and ought to dream bigger. Maybe not a helicopter, maybe aaaaaa station wagon; something with wheels and room for a dog.