Oi, school.

Classes started today. I'm not sure whether or not to panic, but I have my moments. As always, it's exceptionally good to have gone to all of my classes in order to see what exactly I'm to look forward to. Though what it is seems to be quite scary. I have three classes, but two of them are languages. French won't be too terribly bad I think. It's four days a week, but I at least know some of it already. I just have to relearn all the stuff I forgot, which is much easier than learning it all for the first time. Japanese, on the other hand, is looking to kick my ass. Five days a week, and a number of assignments every single day. At least my folk tales/fairy tales class is three days a week and requires me to only read a small yet fun story every other day or so. I like fairy tales.

I'm tired now. I always end up with very little sleep the night before classes start, and today was no exception. Six hours I think. Been up since 6:30 and I'm buggered. I also spent an hour or so playing ultimate frisbee, so that didn't help any either. Maybe I'll get more tonight. Here's hoping.