I love not having class until 1:30 on Tuesdays! My roommate, a girl who lives beside us, and I went for a nice walk this morning. We walked about 3 miles round trip on this bike path down in Granville. It was a perfect morning, sunny, but not too warm, and the bike path is a great place for a walk. The trees arch over the concrete path, shading it from the sun, creating a perfect dome over the road. The path is completely straight, so when you look ahead, you see nothing but the arced tree branches and a glimpse of the sky underneath. It's very pretty and will be even more so when the leaves begin to change. The only unshaded part passes a fenced area of about 3 dozen cows, which were crowded together under a tree in the field today. It was a very nice walk and a lot of fun. I was proud of myself for getting up in the morning and doing something instead of just sleeping forever. I think I'll go again on Thursday morning because I only have one class and it's at 2:30. I'd probably go even if I had to go by myself, although it wouldn't be nearly as much fun. I love going for walks. If you're with people, it's a fun way to talk about stuff, if you're by yourself, it's a good way to reflect, but either way it's nice to be outside and it's good exercise, especially since my place of working out from last year is currently unavailable.

I'm so glad I'm not a freshman anymore.

I actually don't have any work to do! It's unbelievable. I've finished everything for tomorrow. Usually I would be reading it during a break between classes, but my plans to be ahead instead of behind are sort of working. But it's only the second day of classes, so I'm afraid to get too excited. That means I can do something fun tonight, like watch a movie or something. There are like 5 girls in my building who are obsessed with the show Saved by the Bell, and they're in shock that I've never seen it before. Between them, they own every season on DVD, and at some point, they're going to force me to watch it. Part of me feels like I'm missing some crucial part of 90s pop culture, like my youth was cut short because I never had a crush on Zach, but the other part of me just thinks it would be really really stupid. I know I'll end up seeing it eventually, but even if it is stupid, I can definitely count on the clothes and hairstyles to be funny enough to make it worth the time.

Well, since I have nothing better to do and can't think of anything else to write about, I might as well read my stuff for Thursday and Friday.