Do you know what's sad? I'm e-mailing all the proffessors who like me, hitting them up for recommendations for the england trip (I only need 2--so far, I'm actually e-mailing the english prof I hate and a geology prof that was nice, but boring as all get out, because they took to me for some bizarre reason, going to e-mail more peeps if Old Guy and Boring Guy don't reply) and I realize: I'm a sophmore in college, and I don't know how to spell the word "recommendation". Every time I type the damn word, I have to look at the sheet that says it on it. Tee hee.