Grumble Grumble. I'm in a crappy mood. I have class at 12:30. I have pretty much 6 hours of class in a row, with an hour break. Except in that hour break I have to walk back to my room from Laurier (20 minutes) and eat. Not fun. My sanity rests soley on how amazing my 1B schedule will be. Assuming it turns out the way I want it to.
Right now it looks like this: Monday has 4 hours of class, the earliest at 11:30. Tuesday is completely empty. Wednesday has 5 hours of class, the earliest at 11:30. Thursday has 3 hours of class, the earliest being 11:00. Friday has 3 hours of class, the earliest at 10:30. Now I still have to schedule in a history class which hasn't been given a time, but so far it's looking pretty nice. Unfortunately, Waterloo had the bright idea to not let me sign up for classes until 7:00PM on Sunday. So those classes have until Sunday to fill up and not let me in. Some are getting extremely close to being full. I'm gonna be hella pissed if they're full and I don't get in. Someone will die.
The washrooms in Renison have a very distant smell to them. It's the typical "old building" smell. Not urine or anything gross like that; I think it has something to do with the material used for the floor. It reminds me of the smell in the St.Edward's bathrooms in Oxford. Oh the memories.
Eeww. I have to go to class. But I thought I would share my bathroom thought. Lemme get those grumblecakes!