Sep 16, 2007 03:09
I love Elon but I feel like I spend at least one night a weekend wanting to cry/crying because I miss my friends. Coming home from seeing Amanda on Saturday afternoon I cried when "Swing Life Away" came up on my ipod. The weird thing about it crying over that song is that I hadn't really listened to that song in three years, but instead of reminding me of where I was and who I was with three years ago, I immediately thought of last summer and how bittersweet it was. Everyone is always on my mind. And my mind is still at my house, 2am, my parents out of town and surrounded by all of the most important people to me.
PS: Anyway, it's now Monday at 12:18am and I figure I ought to give an actual update on my life (also now that I have been updated on Margot and Brittany's lives). Currently I am avoiding doing some reading for my cultural anthropology class while Emily is cuddling with my hello kitty because she says she can't sleep. The past few weeks have gone by progressively faster and faster and I feel like I have been here for months compared to 3 weeks. Emily, as I have told everyone before, is a perfect compliment to my personality and I think we will be better friends than I originally thought we would be. She asks a lot of questions about all my pictures and wants my friends from home to come visit (so basically, get yourself to the border of centralish Virginia and North Carolina and I'll come get you. Really, I will). The girls on my halls are fun and pretty much are always in our room because "it is so much more homey and better smelling than the other rooms." Except our room is also bigger so everyone finds reasons to be here, for example Jessie on our hall claims she cannot study in her room and so she does her homework in here everyday.
The dozenish girls on my hall that I associate with do everything together all day, every day. I like not having a lot of time alone and I like that my alone time is more like Emily and Blythe time because I would miss her if she wasn't around as much. Emily and I have basically agreed that we are living together next year and we went today with Jessie (who will probably be our 3rd roommate plus her current roommate Madelyn as the 4th) to look at one of our potential housing options for next year. I am excited already thinking about how much fun it would be to live with them next year as ridiculous as that sounds because I already am living with them.
The one things that are incredibly annoying/inconvient is that 3 organizations that I was interested in joining meet between 5:30-7:30 on Wednesdays...which happens to be when I have a class, so I can never go to meetings. I decided that I will just accept the fact that it isn't going to work out until my schedule changes next semester and in the mean time I can only pick one to try to be involved in which will be Amnesty International...if I would just email the people already and explain my situation. Catie and I have found lots of Godliness WHICH DOESN'T MEET ON WEDNESDAYS so now we have a new church similar to a primitive form of Spring Branch plus Intervarsity and a small group through that. Elon also sends people to go eat lunch with elementary school kids every week so I was basically mentally signed up for that before I even found out about it. I actually considered swim club but then I realized I could care less about swimming so that didn't happen.
My classes are all classes I actually want to be taking minus my required wellness class (aka health combined with psychology combined with biology) which is KILLING me because I about to go nuts if I have read any chapters composed of stuff like "How does a person maintain their weight? They eat healthy foods." Why is this class not called Common Sense 101? Otherwise my cultural anthropology class is really interesting and reaffirming me considering to major in Anthropology. (Hello Kitty obviously isn't helping Emily sleep because Emily is still awake and getting more whiney by the minute). I am 75% sure I will be double majoring so the other will probably be either Human Services or Public Adminstration. If it was possible I would probably be super antisocial and try to graduate in 2 years so then I could ship myself off to some third world country sooner rather than later (my parents are going to be so thrilled at this decision...especially when my mom realizes that the whole me having a nonprofit hasn't been a joke for umm, five years.) Espanol 322 is kind of too easy but its the highest class I can take. My other required freshman class is completely about drugs so I read the kind of books that you have to explain to people why you are reading them because of the titles. Most people here went to private schools (big surprise) so I have a lot more credits than everyone else, so technically I could start some sophomore classes next semester if I wanted to...most likely not though.
Emily and I got into an argument about failing grades being called Es (me) vs. Fs (her) because she says that F stands for failing but I think Es make more sense because all the other letter grades go in alphabetical order. These are the kind of things we argue over.