Second Day of School!

So...today I had the two classes I was looking forward to the most and I am pleased to announce that they have met all my expectations. My first class of the day, was organic chemistry. I'm pretty excited for this one. The professor seems pretty nice. The class happened to be in the same lecture room as my general chem class last year. Today, I sat on the opposite side of the room and it was kind of weird, watching from a different vantage point. I think next time, I will sit on my customary side

My second class of the day was my South Asia class. I was actually kind of scared about this one, because you see, my teacher is an Indian from India and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to understand him. He barely has an accent at all! This made me super excited! And I even made a friend! Yay me! She was really nice and had really cool tattoos. And she was minoring in anthropology, same as me! And as for South Asia...I can't wait to start learning about it! Even though I didn't really like India before, I think I am a fan now.

That's it for my second day. I was supposed to have my two hour physics lab, but labs don't meet this week. Thank goodness. It is nice to be done before two o'clock. I'm really glad and sad at the same time that I don't have as many labs this year. Last year, I had a 4 hour general chem lab and a 3 hour biology lab. All year long. They were pretty fun actually, but four hours is a long time to be doing the same thing. I was so happy to hear that the only lab I have to take at all this year is only two hours long. It is a new record for me. This I am a fan of. I hope I make a friend in it too.

First Day of School!

Today I had my first day of school and it was wonderful! I only had two classes and a recitation. Amazing. My first class of the day was physics. My professor's name is Chris Coffin. I think that is a funny name. But anyways, I think that will be an alright class. I'm not too too excited though, because I have never heard good things said about things pertaining to physics. I have never taken such a class before, but as my major is in the college of science, I am forced to take it. My major does not have much to do with physics, but oh well. Mr. Coffin said that it is not about memorizing facts, but instead, is about learning like five main principles and applying them to everything else. I must admit, this kind of scared me. I love memorizing facts. I don't know how this will go exactly, but I guess I will find out.

My second class of the day was called writing and media. I think it will be the easiest class in the history of college. However, I must divulge several things that really bothered me today. First of all, the entire class is made up of girls. Not good. There were only like six guys in a class of forty ish. I do not have very good luck it would seem. Also, secondly, there is a girl with the most annoying voice I have ever heard. She volunteered an answer to something, and the moment her mouth opened, I wanted to shoot myself. Literally. I have never heard a voice that annoying in my whole life. Ever. And I can tell that she will probably be speaking quit often. She is one of "those" people. I think she is in a sorority, but I'm not sure. I hate her.

My third class of the day was my organic chemisry recitation. I think that class will be quite awesome. My friend's roommate is in it (so I have a friend...) and my TA is super cute. He is Indian (from India, not a native american). And he has the cutest accent ever, and he seems really excited about chemistry (which makes me excited too...). He also has a really cute smile, which he uses a lot. It's one of those smiles that can light up a room. I am a major fan. I think I am going to like organic chemistry quite a bit. I can already tell.

I am so excited for this school year!

And I Had Such High Hopes...

I had extremely high hopes for my first co-ed dorm experience. Unfortunately these hopes were totally and completely obliterated in less than an instant. I saw one of my next door neighbors. I had been looking forward to meeting them ever since I moved in (they happened to be boys...). However, today I saw one. It was terrible. Awful. A complete and utter tragedy. I wanted to die. Well, not really, but still.

He just happened to be a certain creeper that I met last year. C-R-E-E-P-E-R. Ugh! My first experience with him happened last spring. It was a hot day and my friend wanted to go tanning and have a squirt gun fight. This we did. And Creeper was watching. Through our lounge window. My roommate spotted him, and immediately, we were done. After that, we started seeing him around our dorm. We don't know his name, but we call him Creeper.

Today, I saw him walk into his door. End of story. I guess there will be no walking around in towels.

Also, I just spotted another previously met Creeper. He lives in my hall as well. One night, my roommate and our friend were playing frisbee. Then, some guy on the second floor started dancing at us. He took his shirt off even. So creepy. Then, he came down and asked us for our phone numbers. "For his roommate" His roommate was kind of creepy as well. The roommate is the one that I saw on our hall.

I think the universe hates me. Jesus hates me. Karma is forever turned against me. I don't know what I did, but now I am screwed in the worst possible way.

My Bathroom Fixation.

My bathroom really bothers me. Whenever I think about it, I get a little upset. It makes me really mad. There is only one soap dispenser, and it is on the far side of the room. I have to walk all the way over there, and then all the way back to the sink. Also, the tile in the showers is gross and mildewy. It is disgusting. From shoulder level down, the tile grout is black. Dark black. And the bottom row of tile is missing. There is just this nasty little 4 inch strip of nasty black mildewy grout. And I don't even want to talk about how there are no shower racks/caddies. Argh.

I even had a bathroom dream last night. I dreamt I lived on the fifth floor and they had a marvellously spacious bathroom. It was ginormous and made of sparkling white marble with green, teal and blue tiles. And Greek sculptures. And deep soaker tubs and nice white pedestal sinks, majestic bathroom stalls... It was beautiful; I never wanted to wake up.

But anyways, this dilemma makes me want to join my hall council to appropriate some funds to address these problems that have been plagueing me for a whole week. I'm going to do some research on all the girls bathrooms in my building and take pictures of problems and do a cost assessment and everything. It will be so professionally done that they won't be able to turn me down.

Just a Minor Annoyance...

So, none of the showers on my floor have those little shower racks that hold shower supplies. This makes me really upset. I have to put my shampoo and stuff on the little bench next to my clothes. Then, while taking a shower, I have to point the nozzle away from the shower curtain, open the shower curtain, reach way over to the little bench and grab my stuff. I then have to applysaid stuff, put it back on the bench, shut the shower curtain and point the shower nozzle back at myself. it is the biggest hassle ever and I hate it. And usually, either my clothes or my towel get slightly wet. It is quite unfortunate.

For the past three days, I have used a different shower; each time in the hopes of finding one with a shower rack. My last hope was exhausted today(except for the disabled stall which I only use for shaving...). I used to look forward to shower time, but it is no longer fun for me. I think I might install a shower rack in one of the stalls. That would solve my problem. Or I could go down to my old floor and use their showers. Which I might add, were WAY nicer.

Things I Need to Get Used To.

So, I am officially moved back into college. That being said, there are numerous things that I have to reaccustom myself to.

Numero Uno: Living on a new, co-ed floor.
This is wonderful! Boys are my next door neighbors! They are probably freshman, but still. That is besides the point. Everyone is so friendly and nice. Such a change from my last hall. Last year, I accidentally signed up for an all girls floor. I picked out the perfect room. Close to the stairs, close to the fun lounge, the study lounge and the bathroom. But not close enough to hear people going up and down the stairs and into and out of the bathroom. It was the perfect location... but on an ALL GIRLS FLOOR! So not the perfet location at all. Quite the opposite actually. Everyone was mean and antisocial and the girls living across from me had a stinky room. I didn't even know the names of my neighbors. Isn't that sad? Oh well, the times of all-girl living are finally over. I have a feeling that this year will be a very good year for friend making. Hopefully anyways.

Numero Dos: Living on a higher floor.
I am living in the exact same room, just one floor up this year. (my room location is just so great...) So, my view is a little different. The tree in front of my window looks a lot more branchy, and the roof of my dining center is below my window, intead of on the same level-ish. This sounds like a lame thing to get used to, but I don't really care. Also, when going up the stairs, I always kind of want to turn onto the floor below me, where I used to live. I have to think really hard to keep on going up to my real room. Then, when I open the door to go onto my floor, the door is substantially heavier. I don't know why this is, but it will take some getting used to I guess. It doesn't make sense that identical doors in a dorm building should have different weights, but they do.

Numero Tres: Bathrooms - showers and toilet paper.
I'm pretty sure I get a little spoiled when I go home, because my parents buy really nice, soft, thick, two ply toilet paper. Which I am a definite fan of by the way. Anyway, here, they have that really thin, industrial single ply toilet paper. Which I am most definitely not a fan of. It will take some getting used to. In addition, the water pressure of the showers is a lot higher than the water pressure at my house. It comes out a lot harder. I kind of like the high water pressure though. I always feel like I get really clean in a faster amount of time. Kind of silly, I know. The showers on my new floor are also different from the ones on my old floor. The one I used last night had no shower caddy to put my shampoo and stuff. This really annoyed me, because I had to put it on the ground and had to bend down to grab it. I really hope the other showers have shower caddies. I will have to investigate this. Oh yeah, and the one I used last night was either really mildewy or the tile grout changed colors from black to white about halfway up. I am hoping it is the latter of the two. I try not to think about the first, because that is really disgusting.

Numero Cuatro: Not living in a house full of siblings.
It is much quieter.

Numero Cinco: having to walk everywhere.
I actually really like having to walk everywhere. It is really nice. I love to walk around. Don't get me wrong, I love driving places too, but walking is equally fun.

Numero Seis: Having cute boys all around.
I kind of went through cute boy withdrawal when I went home for summer vacation. I went from seeing them all the time at college to not even seeing barely one a week. It was so sad. But now that I am here, I am kind of overwhelmed. Surprisingly. I guess it was just a shocker to go from seeing none to seeing a million. They are everywhere and it is wonderful. I think after a couple of days, this feeling will go away. I really love college.

I think that is basically it. These are all the things I have to get used to right now. Everything else is pretty much the same as ever.

Summer Goals?

Alrighty, so now that summer is nearing its end, I thought I would take the time to evaluate my progress in reaching several goals I set for myself back in June. Since I go back to school in two days, I thought I would do this. I have no more time to try to accomplish them.

Goal #1: Buy a longboard.
Check. I bought my longboard the first week of my summer vacation. It was pretty much amazing. I walked downtown to this skate shop called Exit where I picked out my board and trucks and wheels and bearings and probably some other skate-y stuff that I forgot to mention. I bought it with the refund from my dining dollars. So yeah, my board is pretty much the best, coolest thing ever. It is from Arbor and it has this picture of a bear roaring on the back. That was why I bought it, because I liked the bear.

Goal #2: Practice on said longboard and become pro on it.
Eh, not so much. I kind of bailed on this one. I wish I hadn't, but oh well. I was pretty good about riding it every day for the first month, maybe the first month and a half. Then, when the hot weather and sun all the time came around, I kind of stopped. I have some measure of skill on it, but not much anymore. I have slipped. Very far. And I have much work to do in order to not look like a retard.

Goal #3: Learn Japanese - or at least some kana.
I did pretty good on this one. I didn't totally complete it, but I came pretty close. I checked out like a million books about Japanese and Japan from the public library. All sorts of culture and grammar and history books. And I read them all. I even made two different sets of flashcards for the kana syllabaries. One that I made myself and one that I printed out and made. I pretty much practiced them every day. I was pretty on top of this goal for a while, but then, I also kind of fell off the wagon. It turned into an on again off again type of thing. I only practiced every once in a while. But I did succesfully learn all the hiragana and I can write them all pretty proficiently. Haha, I also know a few words and the general grammar structure. but that's about it really. I think I did an alright job.

Goal #4: Learn how to play guitar.
Epic fail. I didn't even pick up the guitar once. Actually, that's a lie. I did pick up the guitar one time, to play a sad little G chord. The guitar wasn't even tuned, so I gave up. I don't know how to tune anything.

Goal #5: Learn how to play "I Like Bread and Butter" on the piano.
This one was only a half-fail. I actually made more than just one puny little attempt. I tried pretty hard for like three days. But, in the end, I was bested by a page of sheet music.

Goal #6: Start a blog.
Well, I did this one! Like in the last month of summer, but hey, I still did it.

Goal #7: Buy all my school textbooks for cheap.
Epic win! After spending 200 dollars on two books last year, (I did use them both for three terms though...) I decided that I would do anything it took to not have to do that EVER again. s, at the beginning of the summer, I created an Amazon account and went hunting for book bargains. I must say that I did myself pretty darn proud. I probably saved close to 250 dollars from my college's bookstore price. I was so happy! And I even started reading some of them. I know, I am a major nerd. I pretty much memorized the aforementioned two textbooks. But, i thought I'd get a leg up in a few of my more difficult classes...

Goal #8: Get a job.
Fail. Not epic, but it was still a fail. I tried everywhere that I thought might hire me. I tried two canneries, the state fair and several other places. But to no avail. No one hired me.

So these were my summer goals. I pretty much only accomplished three out of eight - once you add the half from longboard practice and the half from Japanese of course. This is quite pathetic actually when I think about it. I had barely a 30% success rate. Oh well though. I guess the important thing is that I tried to make goals in the first place. Maybe next year's goals will be different.

Vigorous Brushing.

So today I went to the dentist. For the third time ever. I kind of like going to the dentist. I guess it's still kind of a novelty thing, but hey, I'm still a fan. I got my teeth x-rayed, cleaned, polished and flouride-ed. It was quite fun, I must say. I didn't have any cavities or anything. (I have never had a cavity before! yay me!) My wisdom teeth have yet to make an appearance though. When I learned this, it made me kind of sad. I was kind of hoping they would have sprouted or something already, but oh well. They are straight and stuff, so they will not have to be pulled out. Thank you Jesus. Oh yeah, I learned that I am a vigourous brusher and that I must stop brushing so hard or else I will need a gum graft in five years. That would be unacceptable. I'm pretty sure that I looked pretty darn horrified when the dentist told me about this problem. It makes me kind of sad though because I can no longer use whitening toothpaste. "It's too abrasive..." I drink much coffee and so for the past year and a half have been using extra whitening toothpaste only. You know, to balance out the staining. I guess my teeth will simply have to yellow away. I would rather have yellow teeth than a gum graft. Yikes. The dentist even showed me how to brush properly. Well actually she showed me the correct pressure to apply. I already know how to brush my teeth...

So yeah, that was my trip to the dentist. I thought it went pretty well. Except for the whole brushing hard thing I guess. But at least I had no plaque.

Report on Longboarding

I am officially back to beginner status. Longboarding is kind of hard now. I can no longer push without looking down. I tried not looking down and I almost fell off. And I can only push a maximum of three times. This makes me kind of sad. I used to be able to push multiple times in a row. While not looking down. Argh. I guess I have a lot of work to do.

I Need to Practice Riding My Longboard.

Today I need to practice riding my longboard. I go back to school in five days and I regret to announce that I have not practiced riding my board in a very long time. It has been at least a month. This pains me very much. I cannot believe that I have allowed my lazy tendencies to get in the way of this. In the past, I have postponed riding because it was, "too hot" or "there were too many people watching". But now, I am done with excuses. Right now, all the kids are at school and all the adults are at work. It is not hot either. I have no more excuses. I need to be pro again so I don't look like a retard at school. That would be completely unacceptable. I spent a lot of money on my longboard so that I would be obliged to ride it often. I guess that didn't work. Oh well though. It's time to get back on the horse so to speak.

I used to be pretty pro before I stopped practicing... I could turn corners and go down hills (without dying) and I could even pump like four or five times in a row. It was pretty impressive actually. However, now I need to build on those little baby skills and become super pro. Anything less would be lame... and I cannot be a lame-o.

Siblings and Dreams

Lately, since my siblings have all gone back to school, I have been remembering my dreams. This is actually really exciting because I haven’t remembered any good ones in like a year. I think my remembering them now has to do with the fact that my siblings wake me up a little when they are getting ready for school. They don’t wake me all the way up though, thank goodness.

Last night I had a dream that I went to a physics convention with my first term chemistry partner. He was pretty cute. Good partner… But anyways, there were all these physics-y exhibits and stuff, like giant red and white balls on sticks and giant wooden trolley car type things. It was kind of a weird dream I guess. Pretty random.

Then, the night before, I had a dream that was kind of weird and scary. I went to this house at the far end of the parking lot at Costco. Some people were with me, but can’t remember who they were. I guess the house was haunted or something because this weird little monkey-ish boy/ghost followed me around and climbed onto my shoulder and bit me. Then I went home and looked in the mirror and I turned into an Asian man with longish black hair and a blond beard. I screamed (in the dream of course). It was very strange.

I hope my sibling continue their noisy morning routines so I can keep remembering my dreams.

Coats and Man Calendars

So… I haven’t written a blog in quite some time. But I’m back on the wagon now, so no worries. I just got back from a trip to Montana. Which, I might add was quite fun. Also, my wireless router is apparently broken or something, because I have not been able to get online from my laptop in many moons. It’s been at least one week before Montana and one week after, for a grand total of three and a half – four weeks. But I have given up hoping for my laptop to receive internet and now I have surrendered and will use my parents’ computer at least until I go back to school. I really like writing these things…

Anyway, today I did a little back to school shopping. I specifically planned to do my mall shopping at a time when no one would be there. I hate having to push through people and wait my turn to paw through the all clearance racks. So yeah, all the kids were in school and all the adults were at work. The mall was pretty empty and it was glorious. I had to walk there, but had I driven, I wouldn’t even have had to wait around for a parking spot. I didn’t really find anything worth buying in the main mall, but I bought a pair of jeans and a coat at JC Penny. I don’t usually shop there, but I decided to give it a try today and boy was glad I did. They had so many things on sale… It was wonderful. I wanted to buy so many things, but I had to stop myself. I didn’t really need them. My coat is amazing though, and it was even on sale. It has a hood that not just fits my head, but goes all the way around it. In the past, I have to admit that I have had a little trouble finding coats with hoods that fit my head. I think I must have a very large head, because every coat I have ever bought hasn’t completely been able to shelter me from the elements. It’s pretty sad actually. But no more. Now, thanks to Columbia Sportswear (for making coats with adequate hoods – even for large headed people), and JC Penny (for having a sale) I am now the proud owner of a super coat. I’m pretty excited about this coat. My mom thinks I’m kind of weird for being so excited, and maybe it is a little odd, but I don’t really care. I hope it rains every day this fall so I can wear it. And that was pretty much my shopping trip.

When I got home, I decided to make a calendar for this upcoming school year. It will be the best calendar ever. The reason behind this decision is quite complicated. It all started in the second week of June. You see, when I was moving back home from college in the beginning of this summer, my van just happened to be in the shop. My parents had to borrow a larger vehicle from my mom’s friend. Who very nicely let us use her car I might add. I packed all my things away in it, including my man calendar. Men on a Mission it was called. When we arrived at my house, somehow, it did not get unpacked and remained in my mom’s friend’s vehicle. I was devastated when I realized it was missing. Absolutely devastated. It was my favorite man calendar ever. It had almost-naked Mormon men in it. And their names and where they went in their missions and what they looked like in their regular Mormon clothes. They are all pretty darn hot. I thought the idea behind this man calendar was very cute so I bought it way back last December. It was only used for six months. But anyway, it never turned back up in my life. My mom’s friend said she lost it when she moved, but secretly, I think she kept it because it was so freaking amazing. Oh well. That is why I must make a new calendar. It will definitely still be a man calendar. However, it will have the men of my choosing in it. I plan on it being a homage to male hotness. I’m pretty excited to make it actually. It will be even better than Men on a Mission. I hope. Well actually, I know it will be better. I already made the part with the days and everything. I even looked up cool holidays and the phases of the moon and everything. It will be the real deal. I guess it’s kind of weird that I am making my own man calendar, but that doesn’t really matter. I am just really cheap and don’t want to buy one that I will only use for three months.

That was my day today. Pretty full of excitement…