dang summer.

Over the past week I went to to the beach at Destin. I got burned. And now I'm peeling. It sucks. But its the price most white boys have to pay when they go to the beach. I also started my first class today at the University of South Alabama. Based on this one class I can see how the level of education greatly differs from that which I recieved at Spring Hill. The professor I had seemed pretty full of himself. And the room smelled like pickles. Yes, pickles. But it doesnt seem like it will be that bad of a class. The professor was somewhat of a jackass though. And he may have been the source of the pickle smell. Hopefully, this class will go by quickly and painlessly. So far this summer has been pretty busy. Which is fine with me. I rather be on the move than stagnant. Speaking of on the move. I have to go now.