  I'm really happy. I've had some good conversations lately, and I'm beginning to get comfortable here. Actually, it's kind of like Hanover. I hated it there my first year, and actually spent most of May asleep just to avoid the scene. Then it got better, I studied off campus each year for the next three years, and now I'm really glad I had all those experiences. So yeah, Philly has taken some getting used to, but I'm finding my place here and starting to be okay with it. I'm actually excited about tomorrow. I've had no personal conversations with professors as of yet this term, excepting one day with Alex, and tomorrow I have a couple of meetings. When I asked my philosophy prof to meet with me yesterday, she seemed excited. Actually, she said she's seen enough undergraduates and would love to talk to me.
That's understandable; Frances and I were talking about that this weekend, with Lori -- that, yeah, we were just undergrads and the set up of our classes shouldn't bother us, but our experiences as undergrads was much better. At least we get enough attention from our profs. 
