i just got out of my math class, and i am so angry. our professor is seriously the worst teacher in the world. whenever one of us asks a question off the homework that isn't exactly like a example in the book, the teacher responds: "i'll have to get back to you on that one" or "this won't be on the test." ahh! it's driving me crazy. i understand that most bad math teachers don't know how to teach the math, but at least they know how to do it. this one can't do either. can't wait til july 21.

in better news, i had lots of fun driving the golf cart yesterday. errol golfed an amazing 27 holes, and i know that i would have died if it hadn't been for that fabulous little cart. it makes me want to get one of those jobs on campus where you zoom around honking at all the pedestrians to make way. after golf i took errol out to red lobster for a birthday supper that was just the two of us. it was pretty delicious--no crab-crackin' mondays but the flounder was good. i couldn't help but think i was eating ariel's little friend though.