School is a Bitch with a capital B!

I can't believe how little I care about keeping up with a blog! At least I don't have any followers to disappoint. I am in for one of the hardest semesters of my collegiate career. I'm taking Masterpieces of American Literature, Roman Art, Northern Baroque Art, and my Senior Thesis. The only hard part of my American literature class is that it requires a lot of group work. I guess I can't be the cool kid in the back who makes fun of every ignorant comment. Taking three art history classes at a time is what is going to kill me. Each of those require a term paper- and my senior thesis is going to be the longest (20 pages at minimum!). I can't believe that I'm bitching about school, when in reality it is a top notch university for only two thousand dollars a semester, but here is a list of things I can't stand about BYU:
1. the music majors that sing in the halls of the HFAC, thinking that perhaps everyone wants to be spiritually lifted by their mediocre talent.
2. Bureaucratic professors that have so much knowledge floating around in their egocentric aura that they wipe their asses with it.
3. spaghetti straps over shirts- that is the fugliest thing I've ever seen
4. ignorant jackasses- the campus is completely full of them. They seem to be in every class I take.
5. short blondes who constantly find a way to walk in front of you
6. the lack of swear words...or at least the people who judge me because I'm swearing on the phone. Hello? You're eavesdropping and I'm not staring at you like you have a camel toe.
7. BYU democrats
8. front row fanatics
9. the 411 paper on Fridays
10. the BYU policy for homework: 2 hours for every hour spent in class
11. professors who actually believe in that policy
12. complete intolerance for anyone who is of another faith, or at least doesn't follow the latter-day saint theology as rigorously as you do.
13. 8-10 pm finals
14. no spring break
15. women who can't seem to bring themselves to flush a toilet twice because they are embarrassed

Buh-dee-buh-dee-buh-dee Buh-that's all folks! For now at least. I'm tired of blogging.