Life Landmarks, It's official!

My life has picked up speed faster then a little boy running away from the Neverland Ranch.

I've been accepted into University, with a nice little scholarship. I was able to register for all the classes I wanted. I didn't get all the Profs that I wanted, but bad Profs are part of University life. I do apparently have a hot professor, which will make going to class easier.
I am going to school not with the mind set to get a career, but to expand my mind. The classes I am taking are not going to get me anything but that.
The classes I am taking are:
Foundations in Sociology Society Structure Process - SOC 111
Literature and Composition - ENG 110
World Religions - RLST 110
Introduction to Philosophy - PHIL 110
Introduction to Womens and Gender Studies - WGST 110
Foundations in Sociology Social Construction of Everyday Life - SOC 112

I am really excited for all of my classes. I have been reading, and researching them in my personal time for years. My life is a Gender Studies class. I might as well get credit for living it.
I am still not sure about what supplies I should take to classes. Binder, coil notebook, or exercise books? All of the above? Any tips are more then welcome. Insert penis jokes here.

The papers for my name change came in just before Ness. I am officially Avery Eros Finley! There has been a ton of paper work, and appointments to get my name changed in all areas of my life. Health card, drivers license, ID, SIN, bank, basically any place that has ever had a record of me I have to change. I love getting mail in my name. Reading "Congratulations Avery! You have been accepted into the UofS" was one of my proudest moments.

You really want to check out my next entry. It is going to be the talk of the town. You don't want to be behind on the gossip, and this is going to be juicy.
I'm still trying to get used to being talked about. I've been in denial about it for months, but I can't anymore. In the last few weeks I've heard a few things about what people are saying about me.
I've heard that I am a player from a few people. Some of them were from different provinces. Gossip knows no distance. It was funny because when I was told this a couple months ago, I hadn't kissed anyone in more than nine months. I am that good a player! I don't even do anything, and I am talked about.
I have also heard that I am awkward, which is true. I'm okay with that one.
I've heard that I let a girl treat me like crap. That one is most embarrassing, because it is true.

I am okay with people talking about me. Talking and gossip are different things in my book. Gossip is negative response to news, but talk is curiosity.