Titles are dumb.

Hey, it's me. Taylor.

Just so you don't get confused,

I'm Taylor Berhow. Not Olson. Not Swift.

Easy to get us all mixed up, though.

Yesterday in my US History class,

we were creating a "soundtrack" for

the Revolutionary War.

(Like, I definitely did that in 5th grade.)

But anyway, we came to the battle that I had chosen

a song for: the Battle of Yorktown.

Clearly, I chose "Change" by T-Swift.

I told my friend, Hunter,

that if my song didn't get

chosen, I was going to drop the class.

I'm pretty sure he thought I was kidding.

He'll learn.

Rest assured, the class chose mine.

(Even over "Beat It," "I've Gotta Feeling,"

and "Never Say Never.")

My teacher cracked some smart comment

about how apparently even 12 year olds

can write good music.

As if Taylor Swift is 12.

Not even funny.

But this is coming from the same professor

who 2 weeks ago did not know

who Jimmer Fredette was.

Honestly? Is she kidding?

Does she live in a washing machine?

Turns out she wasn't kidding,

but her not knowing who

Jimmer is doesn't even make sense.

Anyway.

Life is good here in Elwood City, aka, Provo.

Lots of studying, facebook fasts

and whatever else college kids do these days.

But I've really been on a facebook fast.

Oh hi, it's Friday. I've been off facebook

for two whole weeks.

But yeah.

College-student blogs are the best.

Everyone is doing it,

and this has been a gr8 first post.

I'll probably go and not listen to a substitute TA

teach our Poly Sci lab about nothing now.

Bai.