and i've only been here for a week. "Here" is still Bloomington, my beginning french teacher refuses to teach us in english (I took three years of latin in high school. i have no idea what's going on), my roommate sucks at keeping things clean, and I have to use every bit of energy in me to get across campus in under 15 minutes in between classes. Oh, and my apartment's windows are not soundproof at all, so I get to hear all the parties around me every weekend until 4am. So far I think I still liked high school more.