Guelph is funny.

My residence was designed so that riots and any sort of crazyness would be excessively difficult.
It was built in the 70s, when that kind of thing was a problem.

My friend... boy... thing... calls it a prison cell, but likes it anyways.

But I live in a Cove, so it's all okay. Because coves are where pirates live. And I'm a pirate.

... I even had an eyepatch my first weekend on campus. Like, and not because I was being ridiculous, but I HAD to wear it. That shit was taped to my face like it was a synbiot or something.

I'm learning German. It's the best class ever.
And one of my profs almost cried during lecture today, he's the most adorable thing ever.

I like university, but it's funny, and makes my insomnia go crazy.