Jan 14, 2010 14:19
I left yesterday around noon to come back to good old Rochester. I smiled my way to a parking pass (hilarious, actually) and stopped back at the apartment to drop off my bag/get a notebook for my first class. The apartment was just barren; it was so sad. It's so strange not having Sophie there, and I guess I kind of took her presence for granted. New roomie was not there when I arrived, and I went onto my first and only class of the day, "Social Psychology & Individual Differences." The class was in Hubbell, so I was expecting large, but I was in no way prepared for how large. I think maybe 25 of the 350 seats were filled. The largest class I've been in, even for Hubbell. The professor was pretty entertaining and I think I may actually enjoy sitting through his lectures. We'll see. He offers a ridiculous amount of extra credit points (6) for students agreeing to release their information on the psych surveys we're required to do for the class anyway. [The University is currently fighting him on this policy.]
I went shopping and found some excellent deals at the Christmas Tree shop before returning home to make a quick dinner and watch Grey's before my CCC training meeting. What a joy that was. Just before the meeting, new roomie, Kara, came home and we talked for like three minutes. It was pretty awkward and it seems she won't be around very much at all, so I guess it won't really matter if we get along or not. That being said, I really miss having someone to talk to and being social. I don't know what the deal is, but something needs to change.
The Concerts meeting lasted for a century, and by that I mean two hours, and I was once again reminded how much I don't enjoy being a part of that club. I hate feeling obligated and knowing that I can't really leave them because they would need people to do my job. I finally got home around 10:30 and basically crashed, I was just so exhausted for whatever reason.
This morning went pretty smoothly. I had Cognition this morning and I have a feeling it's going to be really hard. I think I like the professor, and I guess I'll just have to work really hard at it. Sophie is in my class so we talked for a few minutes, but there's not a very good feeling between us right now and it's really apparent. Call that my fault. She said she talked to Sophie last night and apparently Sophie said she would be coming back if she didn't get into the school she wanted to? Oh well.
I just finished Language Development, and I know already that I cannot stand the professor. She reminds me of Sarah Silverman, only with a worse wardrobe and less frizzy hair. I'm actually almost considering dropping the class, it just seems like it will be agonizing, but I don't know what I would take in its place.
I'm really excited to be heading back home tonight, even though a good part of me really wants to get into a routine again. I have been subconsciously setting this routine for the better part of the morning, only to realize it is not happening tonight.
Also, I really enjoy having a car on campus and I really wish there were a way to make that happen, even if only for the semester. It just makes life so much easier, and gives me something extra to do with my time (not that there will be much once I start work again next week.) I think I'd just like the ability to go home if need/want dictated.
I guess I'm done for now, and heading off to the bookstore to see what I can find. I didn't anticipate really buying books this semester, but it seems advantageous in some respects and I haven't quite settled my feelings on renting yet.
Maybe I'll check back in after my three hours of computer programming today. Oy vey.