The honeymoon period is over

Meaning, not only did I start classes today, but that haze of pleasant I've mentioned I've been floating in is gone. Oh yes, good old crabby, bitchy Casey has returned from wherever she was vacationing. I physically had to bite the side of my cheek today when some jackass Eurotrash David Beckham wannabe ran into the side of me while I was walking to the financial aid office. I did glare.. ohhh the glare of doooooom! His friends saw, which satisfied me. Maybe if he had taken off his GIANT BUG SUNGLASSES while INSIDE he would have seen me. I'm quite tall, really. Hard to miss.

Other than that, I met the first person that I truly dislike in the the Institute of Arch. She is that person who, in elementary school, built 3d models out of plaster of paris while the rest of us made diaramas out of newspapers and shoeboxes. She has a little wheelie suitcase that she unzips in the middle of the hallway... She nods when the professors say things that she too knows... WHICH IS EVERYTHING! She was wearing a sweater and turtleneck, with the turtleneck pulled up so high that it screamed "I AM A WASPY BITCH, LOOK AT MY ENGAGEMENT RING!!!" She also got all uppity with a girl that I happen to like from my program. Yep. I will be making this woman pasta with ground up glass in the sauce before the month is through. In one of my pottery classes we had a bit of a hands on practical where the lecturer dumped a couple of bags of roman pottery on the table and said "how would you sort this." As people were fiddling with the pottery (it's roman for gods sake- grey, black and red. WHOOOOOOOOO) she was taking bits and pieces and talking over the top of the lecturer "explaining" things to the girl next to her or asking a stupid question loudly to the person across the table. The class is pretty cool, actually, so I'm hoping she's going to trip and fall over her ugly ass mules that she seems fond of and is not able to get up before a black cab mows her down. Then she'll be goo for the pigeons!

Now if I could only find a place to live...