"Who shot first?"

My new classes were about vastly less stressful today. I got out of math, which leaves me with English, Journalism, History, Photography and Law. I'm actually quite excited.

That doesn't mean that I'm not scared of about 22 out of 30 people in my law class. We had an ice breaker where we'd pair up and have our partner introduce us to the teacher and the class including details like our favourite music, movies, books, activities, things of that general stream. I was one of the two people who thought Harry Potter was worth a notable mention in the multiple blanks under "Favourite books." * I can't relate to large groups of people who don't have reasonable appreciation for Harry Potter, or even worse, say "I don't read because (insert moronic excuse here)." Someone put Cosmopolitanism as their favourite book and I cringed appropriately. All the girls already seem cliquey, and considering the stated overwhelming interest in things I could not care less about, I'm ok with that. There's probably about three or four guys I'd consider talking to at any point. At least this ice breaker narrowed down who I'm willing to befriend in the class. Gosh, I sound judgmental right now but Law definitely attracts an assortment of sketchy characters who want to know what they can legally get away with and/or an easy credit. 

Today was the temporary music teacher's first choir practice. She is actually the most adorable human being and, as Will pointed out after choir, has features and expressions that are eerily similar to Dory from Finding Nemo. She's also petite, uses strange voices sometimes, wears cute dresses with cardigans and is the epitome of whimsical. Maegan and I audibly squealed about half a dozen times when she said something adorable. I think she won everyone's heart between beginning choir by telling everyone to give the person beside us a back massage, then by telling us we could ask her any questions we wanted. She was met with a barrage of "What's your favourite color?" (green), "Cats or Dogs?" (both), "Favourite Sean Connery movie?" (she liked him in Indiana Jones) and "Who shot first? Han or Greedo?" (she reenacted part of the scene and I was so impressed I forget the conclusion that followed). I'm partially convinced she's not a real person but rather a cartoon character sent to bring the world joy and smiles.

* The other person to write Harry Potter down was Reeves's younger brother, who has an assortment of ventures to his name, such as during the fall when he attended a football game while quite intoxicated, which wouldn't be notable if he hadn't been the school mascot for the night. (I swear, there's only a small, limited group of people at my school who try to get away with going to school activities drunk, a disclaimer I thought I should state considering this is the third incident I've mentioned of this sort in the past few months.)
Hearts,
-J-