He will be George and he will be mine

First day of classes! And it's harder to find the classes than it is to pass them. DC is so big and the buildings all look the same...kinda. But I made it through. Had Italian at 8AM, bad decision. Of course I wanted to make a good impression so i wore my sparkle shoes...here's the killer by the time I walked back to my dorm my feet were bleeding in pain- literally. I ran out of bandaids. Kickboxing is awesome but terrifying. My trainer holds two world champion titles in martial arts- yea I won't be able to walk tomorrow Ill be so sore. She said if we attended the class twice a week and ate a somewhat healthy diet we'll drop 5 pounds by christmas- be afraid be very afraid. Lastly, math- The Shape of Space. My teacher has a very heavy Chinese accent but I think it could be cool. I'm exhasuted. But I love it. It's very cool and tonight we're going on a target run to buy some essentials for the dorm, hopefully I'll be able to bring home a goldfish too (Petco right across the street) And I will name him George. I miss you Sar!