Woke up because Michael was measuring our windows for curtains, yay! And then Jillian made me some breakfast before I rushed off to school. I met my group to discuss our project on the big quad, in the beaming sun! Then, class time. My classmate from Barcelona asked how to say that you don't want to go to class. I told her it was called skipping, and she wanted to know if there was a more slang way of saying it. So I said, it's called playing hooky. She said, "Well I feel like hooking right now!" I had to tell her that sort of thing is illegal, and means a very different thing than what she wanted. Oh well.
Class was a guest lecturer instead of our usual mono-tone professor. The guest speaker talked very fast and kind of shouted at us. She didn't mean to, but it was a little intense. I'm starting to think I'm the one kid in class who raises their hand every time, because I asked two questions today which I'm sure the lecturer hated.
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