Well, this is my second time trying this...I think maybe I can actually make it a habit this time. Today, my brain is dead. Math Methods (in Physics) was hard, which embarrassed me because not only do I know that stuff better than most in my class, but it was stuff I learned last semester. E & M was killer, too, when I realized that I suck at it. I got a 5/10 on my first homework, which was just simple vector calculus. I hope it's not a sign. School has been extremely rough for the first week, especially for Shannon and me. Mostly because I always find myself getting annoyed at the littlest things (like being hot at 2 AM, or learning how to park in a parking space), but I think it's just the stress talking. This always happens, though; I always find myself loving her more every day regardless. Speaking of that, I found myself feeling really bad this week. A friend of mine in the department was telling me about how she was hoping to convince a guy to go out with her, and how she failed this weekend to even make a sufficient attempt to talk to him. It made me sad. Apparently, she's liked the guy for a few years now. And another friend of mine (you know who you are) almost brought me to tears when I read a diary entry of hers; she never seems to be able to find the right guy, one that reciprocates her affection. And then there's my roommate, who can't find anyone for him that wants him; he's 21 years old. And you know what the ironic thing is? I've told all of them that if they're patient, it will work out. Why does that seem not to be true anymore?