So my roommate Chad just asked me why Utah drivers are so horrible. I told him that the answer is simple. They're stupid. Gosh Chad!

The first full week of school is now over. It seems like most people either like school or hate school. So I feel like I should either say something about how much I loathe school or how much I admire my teachers and can't wait until Monday. Instead, all I can think of is how annoying freshmen are. Seriously. Its not like they are terrible humans that I don't like sharing air with, but some are close. It makes me want to tell them about Plan B and persuade them that it would be in every one's best interest if they would go through with it. Not really, but I bet I could persuade a few since I'm awesome. Maybe I'll take some Valium before I go to class from now on.

The first day of school is always the most awkward

It seems that no matter what, the first day of a new semester is always really awkward. No one in the class knows each other so there's a silence that fills the room. Even if you coincidentally sign up for a class with someone you know from a previous class, you still don't talk to them much because you don't want to infringe upon the silence. Its almost as if the school pumps awkwardness into the air on campus the first few days of the semester. What makes it worse is when the professor points you out to the rest of the class when you're not expecting it.

For instance, because I took too long to register for classes, the classes that I actually need were all full. I ended up registering for one class that only counts as an elective which is Introduction to Business. This may seem like no big deal, but I'm a Business Management major in my senior year. I didn't think much of it until I sat down in that class for the first time. I started talking with two guys sitting next to me and found out that this semester is their second semester of college. It was then a depressing thought crept into my mind, "I bet there's a bunch of freshman in this class." I began to peruse the room and saw that everyone looked younger than me, except for the 40 something year old guy that probably just got a divorce and is going back to school to be a computer programmer like in almost all of my classes.

Anyway, after taking role the professor asked how many freshmen were in the class and, not to my surprise, almost everyone in the room raised their hand. The professor then asked how many sophomores there were. There was maybe six or seven. Then he asked about juniors of which there were none. And then, not deterred by the lack of juniors, the professor continued on and asked how many seniors were taking the class. I slowly raised my hand slightly hoping no one would notice me. However, the professor immediately noticed me and was quick to point me out and ask if I had just changed my major (because why else would a senior be taking a 100 level class). I then proceeded to explain why I was taking this class as a senior while the entire class of about 50 turned to look at me. And this was the point when the awkwardness reached its peak.

There are two morals to this story. First, don't raise your hand in any situation if you know you're going to be the only one. And second, no one likes freshmen.