College =)
Today was the first day of classes.
1. My Ethnic Studies prof seems like a complete ass, but it's supposed to be a fairly easy class. I think he probably makes it easy because he's aware of his assiness. I'm hoping that's it. He's also the leader of my discussion section, which sucks, because in addition, he is the WRITER of the text book. I'm going to have to deal with him 30 times this quarter, plus whenever I have to read the book. But whatever. This is the plus side of quarters vs. semesters.
2. I can hear people outside my door. I'm in the honors hall, E1E, room E 119. It's fun. My hallmates are cool. I'm experiencing a bit of loss of self confidence. I don't know why. I saw a video of myself from last night, and it just made me feel fat and lame. That is the truth. I feel like everybody in my hall accepts me and stuff, but I don't feel like they understand or get me. Like, they are all John Deere Tractors, and I am some off-brand Tractor that sometimes breaks down and never works well. I don't know. I know that I will find people soon, but the whole process can really cut a person down. I haven't met Iris yet (girl I met on Facebook) but I'm hoping that maybe she'll be one of those people. And Megan! I haven't seen Megan yet, either. Maybe soon. My roommate is cool and stuff, but we're not going to make great friends. I can't be light and non-awkward. It's just in my blood. I can't be cool and funny. When I try it just makes it worse. This post is depressing me.
3. My birthday is on Saturday and my parents are taking me to see Wicked at the Pantages in LA. We went to lunch today, and I realized that I'm SO not ready for them to go home. This is when the homesickness starts. At CSSSA, it was instant. Here, it was a gradual build. =(
4. I FRICKIN' LOVE my Creative Writing class. It is already amazing, and a somewhat acceptable compensation for the shitty Ethnic Studies teacher. =)
Gotta go, Jennifer is calling.
1. My Ethnic Studies prof seems like a complete ass, but it's supposed to be a fairly easy class. I think he probably makes it easy because he's aware of his assiness. I'm hoping that's it. He's also the leader of my discussion section, which sucks, because in addition, he is the WRITER of the text book. I'm going to have to deal with him 30 times this quarter, plus whenever I have to read the book. But whatever. This is the plus side of quarters vs. semesters.
2. I can hear people outside my door. I'm in the honors hall, E1E, room E 119. It's fun. My hallmates are cool. I'm experiencing a bit of loss of self confidence. I don't know why. I saw a video of myself from last night, and it just made me feel fat and lame. That is the truth. I feel like everybody in my hall accepts me and stuff, but I don't feel like they understand or get me. Like, they are all John Deere Tractors, and I am some off-brand Tractor that sometimes breaks down and never works well. I don't know. I know that I will find people soon, but the whole process can really cut a person down. I haven't met Iris yet (girl I met on Facebook) but I'm hoping that maybe she'll be one of those people. And Megan! I haven't seen Megan yet, either. Maybe soon. My roommate is cool and stuff, but we're not going to make great friends. I can't be light and non-awkward. It's just in my blood. I can't be cool and funny. When I try it just makes it worse. This post is depressing me.
3. My birthday is on Saturday and my parents are taking me to see Wicked at the Pantages in LA. We went to lunch today, and I realized that I'm SO not ready for them to go home. This is when the homesickness starts. At CSSSA, it was instant. Here, it was a gradual build. =(
4. I FRICKIN' LOVE my Creative Writing class. It is already amazing, and a somewhat acceptable compensation for the shitty Ethnic Studies teacher. =)
Gotta go, Jennifer is calling.