The wonders of wi-fi internet access...

...especially when one is in an exreamely (how is that word spelled anyway? Even the spell check doesn't know) boring evening class...

Anyway.

For the final exam in this class we are allowed to have a sheet of notes, though we have to turn it in to the prof after the exam. I think I may do my note sheet in French. Just for shits and giggles.

Je n'aime pas cette classe. Pourqui? Parce que elle m'ennuie. Et les autres etudiants sont... je ne sais pas le mot en Francais... jocks. Blayt.

Et encore un fois, tous les mecs sont cons.