Went out to a couple pubs, one of the trojans and I went with the story that we're from Juilliard and started an indie band. Somehow in conversation this girl thought I was implying I was gay and she became convinced. "You don't like girls, you're confused huh." Kinda thought that was funny, but the usc guy took me aside and scolded me. Anyway, I wouldn't want to disappoint Melissa Braganza, so I really am straight and interested in girls.
Met my Irish roommates finally, super thick Irish accents. I can't pronounce their names. Then I lost my key after I left the house for class. Was locked out of my bedroom for a few hours so now I'm gonna try and learn how to pick a lock for future situations. Got back in and discovered that Sweedish's songs are on Itunes and I rejoiced.
Went to the first lecture, which was 6 hours long. The professors are cool, except they're just like every other arrogant European professor I've had, poking fun at the best country in the world. Made fun of our "right to bear arms." It's over his head. Said something else I can't remember that pissed me off. I almost pulled my dick out. Anyway bottom line I have to write six 10,000-word essays for the year, so I guess no social life. 9,999 words/essay maybe, but 10,000 no way. I asked the professor about fantasy baseball and he said he'd think about it.
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