Welcome Week
It starts on Sunday. I wonder which two unlucky freshmen will get to spend the year in what used to be my overly-cramped dorm room.
You know what I miss most about living in the dorms? Spending weeknights on the first floor of Dykstra, watching really lame WB shows with everyone in the tv room. And I miss Martin, who used to be our resident lounge musician. He could play anything on the piano - even my strange Green Day requests.
The quarter technically begins on Monday but classes start on Thursday. I've got two classes on Thursday - Greek Philosophy and World Religions - but I doubt I'm gonna go to either one until next week. It took me a year, but I've finally figured out that the first day of class is always pointless.
My weekend has been pretty mellow. I've basically just hung out with Justin and slept a lot. I feel groggy. He looks groggy. It's a groggy time for everyone.
My iPod seems to have disappeared. That's not good.
I've already slept too much but I keep yawning and getting the urge to stretch. I'm struggling to even finish writing this. Maybe the natural forces of the earth are trying to tell me something...
And it's a proven fact - USC sucks. Goodnight.
You know what I miss most about living in the dorms? Spending weeknights on the first floor of Dykstra, watching really lame WB shows with everyone in the tv room. And I miss Martin, who used to be our resident lounge musician. He could play anything on the piano - even my strange Green Day requests.
The quarter technically begins on Monday but classes start on Thursday. I've got two classes on Thursday - Greek Philosophy and World Religions - but I doubt I'm gonna go to either one until next week. It took me a year, but I've finally figured out that the first day of class is always pointless.
My weekend has been pretty mellow. I've basically just hung out with Justin and slept a lot. I feel groggy. He looks groggy. It's a groggy time for everyone.
My iPod seems to have disappeared. That's not good.
I've already slept too much but I keep yawning and getting the urge to stretch. I'm struggling to even finish writing this. Maybe the natural forces of the earth are trying to tell me something...
And it's a proven fact - USC sucks. Goodnight.