justify my thug

my math tutor shows ominous signs of wanting to get all moralistic and shit with euclid. mercifully, most of us are too damn confused about what a plane figure is to even begin approaching What All This Might Mean For Us. i'm not even sure we've yet agreed on what a line is.

i don't know what to make of my core group, primarily because half of them have yet to speak in class. i had immediate aversions to the other two, though i am beginning to like them a bit better as we go along. i hope to god i don't ever have Ms ___ in an austen seminar, though.

there is fencing tomorrow. i was quite keen on it, to begin with. then an annapolis transfer told me tales of leaving practice 'soaked and dripping with blood'. now i'm convinced it will be AWESOME.