guys, school started up again this week. i’m happier than a jack-rabbit on speed that was just given a can of mountain dew. and i’m jumping on a personal trampoline. don’t know how the trampoline got there, but it’s there and i’m pleased. ugh, now they gave me a kazoo. i already have a strain in my arm from raising my hand too much. i want to hug all of my syllabi. and smell them. is that bad? i hope not, because i just hugged all of them. i got new pens and a new notebook and a gender studies professor that asks us to sit on the ground in a circle and talk about feelings. and lady-parts. and more feelings. i kind of think…