So maybe life doesn't suck so bad after all....
So yea, i had my first day of classes today. But before I get to that, I just wanna vent on how weird everyone is up here. I have yet to meet more than two (what I would consider) normal people. Maybe I'm weird...? No I don't think so. And on top of that....there aren't any good looking people either. Guys or girls. What is with that?!? I saw maybe 3 or 4 cute girls and no guys....come on! I have to have something decent to look at. I think it's just that I'm so used to beautiful people back home. :) Maybe it was just me, but in my opinion I think my circle of friends is what you would consider...good looking...very good looking. I guess pretty people hang out with other pretty people. And i have yet to find pretty people to hang out with or even normal people at that
Well my room mate got here yesterday and she came in and wanted to move everything all around so Jesse and I did that, she didn't even help. I was like....um ok? And then she left for a little while and didn't come back until like 12ish and so shortly after that I went to bed and she got up and was wandering around and I was like, "is everything ok?" And she was like, "I'm really cold." And from there she kept me up until 230am talkin about her room mate before me and how she was a depressed alcholic and how she was worried that I was gonna be the same way. I was like, "I'm pretty sure you've got nothing to worry about." But this girl just won't let it go. She's dwelling on what her ex roomie said and did and I'm like, "DUDE! She's gone! She lives in califonia, you're never gonna see her again...LET IT GO!" And she was telling me how she likes to watch the people across the way...and how she used to have binoculars....WTF?!? And how she likes to watch the garbage truck come and empty the trash cuz she finds it amusing...um ok? Seriously...the people up here are on crack or something....maybe they put something in the food. I guess we'll find out soon enough eh?
So as I was saying...first day of classes. well since i didn't go to bed til some crazy hour, I didn't wanna get up for my first class, so I just got online and dropped it. I didn't want the class anyways...it was a leadership development class so whatever. No big. So my first class was choir which was ok I guess. It was basically roll call and stuff about the class and almost everyone in there was a music ed major and when it got around to me I was like, "Biology Pre-Med Major" And everyone was like, "are you lost?" Oh well whatever. Then I came back to the dorm and proceeded to fight with Jesse about how he's gay but in denial. Or something ridiculous. Then I went to english. These are seriously the notes that I took for that class:
"EN111: 17 JAN 2005
My professor is crazy. He looks like a homeless man. He has a severly nasaly voice. He has a REALLY dry sense of humor. Other that all that, I think I'm going to enjoy this class."
So yea. But it was funny what he was wearing. like he was wearing some mismatched shoes, this old ragedy sweater, some jeans that were like 2 inches off the ground...flood alert! and this grey ski cap...I was like am I in the right class? I was...he seemed really easy going. But if you were to see him, you would never EVER guess that his profession was a college english teacher. Construction worker, lumberjack, drug dealer even...not english teacher.
So yea, life's never boring. My car is snowed in...surprise surprise. we'll see if it works later on. that'll be entertaining. I'm still poor, the guard is still being a pain in the ass, and tuiton is due in march. So yea. My mood is slightly better than last time but only because I'm not bored out of my skull. Unitl next time...never judge a book by it's cover.
Well my room mate got here yesterday and she came in and wanted to move everything all around so Jesse and I did that, she didn't even help. I was like....um ok? And then she left for a little while and didn't come back until like 12ish and so shortly after that I went to bed and she got up and was wandering around and I was like, "is everything ok?" And she was like, "I'm really cold." And from there she kept me up until 230am talkin about her room mate before me and how she was a depressed alcholic and how she was worried that I was gonna be the same way. I was like, "I'm pretty sure you've got nothing to worry about." But this girl just won't let it go. She's dwelling on what her ex roomie said and did and I'm like, "DUDE! She's gone! She lives in califonia, you're never gonna see her again...LET IT GO!" And she was telling me how she likes to watch the people across the way...and how she used to have binoculars....WTF?!? And how she likes to watch the garbage truck come and empty the trash cuz she finds it amusing...um ok? Seriously...the people up here are on crack or something....maybe they put something in the food. I guess we'll find out soon enough eh?
So as I was saying...first day of classes. well since i didn't go to bed til some crazy hour, I didn't wanna get up for my first class, so I just got online and dropped it. I didn't want the class anyways...it was a leadership development class so whatever. No big. So my first class was choir which was ok I guess. It was basically roll call and stuff about the class and almost everyone in there was a music ed major and when it got around to me I was like, "Biology Pre-Med Major" And everyone was like, "are you lost?" Oh well whatever. Then I came back to the dorm and proceeded to fight with Jesse about how he's gay but in denial. Or something ridiculous. Then I went to english. These are seriously the notes that I took for that class:
"EN111: 17 JAN 2005
My professor is crazy. He looks like a homeless man. He has a severly nasaly voice. He has a REALLY dry sense of humor. Other that all that, I think I'm going to enjoy this class."
So yea. But it was funny what he was wearing. like he was wearing some mismatched shoes, this old ragedy sweater, some jeans that were like 2 inches off the ground...flood alert! and this grey ski cap...I was like am I in the right class? I was...he seemed really easy going. But if you were to see him, you would never EVER guess that his profession was a college english teacher. Construction worker, lumberjack, drug dealer even...not english teacher.
So yea, life's never boring. My car is snowed in...surprise surprise. we'll see if it works later on. that'll be entertaining. I'm still poor, the guard is still being a pain in the ass, and tuiton is due in march. So yea. My mood is slightly better than last time but only because I'm not bored out of my skull. Unitl next time...never judge a book by it's cover.