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Life is so drastically different here. I can't even remember the last time that I was actually doing school work instead of just faking it. I probably spend about two to three hours a day studying/doing math problems, an unfortunate activity that may ultimately lead to my demise as an introverted math nerd. School is hard!
I'm 95% positive that my floormates hate me, which is actually fine by me. They don't invite me to their lame Matisyahu listenings or their weekly movie nights, fuck em! I am at least polite; I say hello everytime a floormate and I make a fly-by in the halls. Often times, they ignore the salutation and they give me that, "you're not a true Porter student" look, to which I respond with the, "whatever, I'm not a reggae douche" look. I typically leave Porter at 12 o' clock or so and don't come back until pretty late, so my floorie encounters are pretty minimal, especially on the weekdays.
Mosquito's bite me at night and Kyle Kovary got a tick in his neck. One night, I left my room and forgot to turn the lamp off. I came back to find the most gigantic moth I have ever seen sitting on top of my laptop, There are so many bugs here! Hopefully my roommate's tendency to produce stink bombs by heating up the grossest shit in the microwave might serve as a make shift fumigation.
As hard as my math class may be, it is massively interesting. Hopefully I can pull an A or a B in it. Physics is easy and fun. My professor sent me a personalized e-mail answering a question I had! What a cool guy!
Aside from my nutty professors, the scenery, and the purple kush, I'm not so into this place. Stephen and I spoke for awhile the other day, it was so great to hear his voice! He finds that at Brown, the general dankie level is higher. Even just sitting next to someone you don't know, the chances of their dank levels exceeding the dank levels of a random person in Encinitas are high. I don't really feel that way here. In fact, I feel the exact opposite way. I figure I'l just stick it out academically, at the expense of a social life, and transfer when I can.
I miss my parents and my sister and my cats. My car too. The buses here are powered by biodiesel, so I can always smell a hint of burning vegetable oil in the air.
I'm 95% positive that my floormates hate me, which is actually fine by me. They don't invite me to their lame Matisyahu listenings or their weekly movie nights, fuck em! I am at least polite; I say hello everytime a floormate and I make a fly-by in the halls. Often times, they ignore the salutation and they give me that, "you're not a true Porter student" look, to which I respond with the, "whatever, I'm not a reggae douche" look. I typically leave Porter at 12 o' clock or so and don't come back until pretty late, so my floorie encounters are pretty minimal, especially on the weekdays.
Mosquito's bite me at night and Kyle Kovary got a tick in his neck. One night, I left my room and forgot to turn the lamp off. I came back to find the most gigantic moth I have ever seen sitting on top of my laptop, There are so many bugs here! Hopefully my roommate's tendency to produce stink bombs by heating up the grossest shit in the microwave might serve as a make shift fumigation.
As hard as my math class may be, it is massively interesting. Hopefully I can pull an A or a B in it. Physics is easy and fun. My professor sent me a personalized e-mail answering a question I had! What a cool guy!
Aside from my nutty professors, the scenery, and the purple kush, I'm not so into this place. Stephen and I spoke for awhile the other day, it was so great to hear his voice! He finds that at Brown, the general dankie level is higher. Even just sitting next to someone you don't know, the chances of their dank levels exceeding the dank levels of a random person in Encinitas are high. I don't really feel that way here. In fact, I feel the exact opposite way. I figure I'l just stick it out academically, at the expense of a social life, and transfer when I can.
I miss my parents and my sister and my cats. My car too. The buses here are powered by biodiesel, so I can always smell a hint of burning vegetable oil in the air.