…but who cares? Because today, I am also officially a HOGWARTS STUDENT, which is even better! I finally, finally, finally received my Pottermore e-mail, and I may or may not (or may) have spent the last two hours chilling in Diagon Alley, buying my wand, and getting Sorted (I’m in Ravenclaw! How cool is that? Okay, okay, I’d probably be pumped even if they decided I was a total pariah put me in some kind of hybrid house like Ravenpuff or Huffledor or, God forbid, Gryffinin, which just sounds horribly awkward).
I’m AurorSeeker79! Feel free to add me!
Oh. Right. College classes. They were fine. Better than fine, I think. I really enjoyed my Creative Writing class. And French should be a breeze, at least at first. I’ve taken French for five years, and the placement test revealed my true calling to be French 101 for beginners. You can tell I’m a really top-notch student. I wish I could say I flunked the placement test on purpose, just so I could shine in comparison to the rest of the class, but the truth is I just kind of suck. I’ve got to seize this moment and spout off French pronunciations while I can, because soon we’ll move into grammar and I’ll cease to understand what’s going on.