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Brand new layout to commemorate the grand announcement: I got the Constantine fanlisting! I was thrilled, but of course inspiration didn’t hit me when I got the fanlisting, so the layout at the moment looks like someone spewed all over it. Pardon the mess. It’ll be nicer soon. I just need to get through the rest of the year.

34 more days of my second year in university. I can’t believe it’s half over. I’m torn between being grateful that I’m still in a program and disgusted at being in such a basic program. Okay, so it isn’t “basic”, but some of the courses I really loathe. Like, for example, Quantitative Research and Statistics. I don’t forsee any research in my future life, so I don’t really think I should be taking this course, yet I am forced into it because it’s a “prerequisite”. Ugh, how infuriating. What mostly makes me want to flee the very sight of this course is the math involved. Anyone who knows me personally knows that I loathe, absolutely, positively detest anything related to number crunching. It’s just not my nature to care about formulas nor understand them. I simply do not have the brain capacity for it. Nor the patience, really. But I’m forced to take it anyway. And I’ll suck up my dignity and do it with a smile. Or at least a stern grimace.

Daniel and I had an interesting conversation today regarding Arne. Danny Girl seems to be under the impression that she has Arne in her corner, when everyone and their second-cousin know that Arne is completely wrapped around my pinky finger Okay, so we were having a bit of fun, discussing our favourite prof. I won’t mention his last name here, cause I probably have already and if he ever happens to google himself and comes upon my website I’ll be utterly mortified. Especially if he maliciously calls me out on it in front of the class. He seems the type to do it. Cold, calculating and has a penchant for making people squirm. I don’t know why, but that just sends shivers down my spine. Did I mention he was a former spy?

In other Arne news, he showed us hardcore pornography in Espionage today. Before you question his sanity, it was utterly in context! The porn in question was actually propaganda created by British women during World War II in a branch of intelligence which I can’t seem to recall the name at the moment, but I assure you it was there. They created the porno propaganda to plant the seads of doubt in the minds of German soldiers by often referring to their leaders as sexual deviants. Very fascinating stuff. I couldn’t stop giggling like a schoolgirl, though. So much for maturity, hmm?

I have more class with him tomorrow, Global Studies. Before, I have to meet up with Shmelba, though, and go to Robarts. I’ve been putting this off all week and I really need research if I’m going to write two essays for dear, sweet, malicious Arne. Toodles, everyone! Let me know what you think of the new layout!