it’s a werewolf sky, tonight. cumulus clouds roll across the moon as they catch the city light.

apparently, that was a poem.

my parents never received my fee bill from school, and as such were unaware that it was overdue, so as a result i’ve been dropped from all my classes. my father called me this evening to inform me that they’d gotten a letter in the mail, saying that i’ve been disenrolled. it sounds so final, disenrolled, doesn’t it? i find it interesting that the bill didn’t reach us, but the bitching did.

i was at the coffeehouse studying when i found out, and my first thoughts were that i had better not have read all of don quixote for nothing, and that maybe i should go ahead and stop reading all this damn w.e.b. du bois.

w.e.b. du bois sounds like a pen name, doesn’t it? i doubt it, though. my professor pronounces it doo-BOYCE instead of doo-BWAH, which annoys me to no end. my high-school-freshman english teacher would say “jane EYE-REE” instead of “jane AIR,” which made me want to punch her in the face. that’s what they get for making the cheerleading coach an english teacher. pah.

anyway, it remains to be seen whether or not i’ll be able to get back into all five of my english classes, but i certainly hope so. don quixote sucked. as ryan said, it’s much better as a two-act musical.