THE OLD FEW REVIVAL
It's been a long time, I know. Since last I posted, the world has turned around about 351 times, I've declared a major AND a minor, and I'm sure you've learned to live without the constant details of my daily inanities. I believe we should consider that a shame.
The first time I started this PKJ shindig, I had a clear purpose: to document my senior year of high school through STOP KICKING MY SEAT, DAMMIT. Right, sorry, distractions (I'm writing this in class). To document my senior year of high school through highly distorted and mentally disturbed lenses. This time, I have no excuse, no purpose: I've simply missed you. You, my eternally assumed and often silent audience, I've missed you. I hope you can forgive me for allowing us to grow apart. I'm prepared to make it up to you. I'm 100% committed to making 50% more promises that I will keep 63% less of the time than I did before. I'm ready to write about ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for pages on end. I'm prepared to write these things in the middle of class, and people sitting next to me reading be damned. That's how committed I am to you, my lovelies.
So to begin with, I'll lay down a little exposition of my current situation. We're coming in to the middle of the radio broadcast, my second semester of sophomore year here in Dukeland. I've fallen in and managed to successfully work my way out of a relationship. I've declared myself a Psychology major, and ambitiously plan to snag a minor in English. Hopefully, I'll finish my application and be accepted to study abroad in Italy come Fall 2008. I've spent a summer and a winter working the coffees, and have returned to my work-study post in the Philosophy department. I've got a pretty kick-ass roommate. Everything else is mostly irrelevant, and will be revealed if necessary in due time.
And now here we are, more or less caught up, right? WRONG. More explosition (which is what happens when you wrap your exposition around volatile chemicals). My current classes, for your reading pleasure, include the following:
Italian 2 - Elementary Italian. This is a 6 person total class that meets four days a week, 4:25PM - 5:15PM Mon/Fri, and 4:25PM - 5:40PM Tues/Thurs. This class is also a bitch, and heavily features my least favorite educational activity: group work. And I can't get away with not knowing my shit in this class, which really snows on my dick*. Also, ho dimenticato molto italiano, ma je n'ai pas oublié français. Damn Madame Richards. Knowing the French doesn't help in Italian.
Chemistry 21L - General Chemistry. This is the lowest level chemistry it's possible to take. It also meets 8:30AM - 9:45AM Tues/Thurs, and I'm proud to say that I've attended all the damn lectures so far. The Refectory's baked oatmeal is a major incentive to make my way to chemistry, since they open at 8:00AM, and my path to chemistry goes right by the Refectory. General Chemistry is like AP Chem all over again, except there's no Mrs. Jordan and Perkins isn't sleeping under the lab table.
Psychology 99 - Personality and Social Psychology. This class is taught by a powerpoint slideshow, which occasionally goes by the name of Professor G. Meeting from 10:05AM - 11:20AM Tues/Thurs, this class features the branch of psychology I'm most interested in, yet I don't think I've paid attention to a single lecture so far. It doesn't help that I already learned half of this class last semester in Sociology 106 - Social Psychology with Professor Linda George (most amazing professor I've had so far). I have discovered an unusual technique to help me pay attention in this class though. I can pay attention to what the professor is saying as long as I'm not actually paying attention to her. With one headphone playing very quietly in one ear and a sketchpad on my desk, you might think it's completely useless for me to be here (yes, I'm talking to you, bitch who sat next to me last class. I could see your conversation window, stupid whore), but this is actually the best way for me to pay attention. Hopefully I don't fail on the first test for this class.
Psychology 99 Discussion Section - This is boring. I think it meets from 3:05PM - 3:55PM Tues. Knowing so much from Social Psychology last semester makes a lot of people in discussion section seem disproportionately stupid.
Chemistry 21L Recitation - It's like a tiny separate class for miniature problem sets. Meets 10:20AM - 11:10AM (I'm pretty sure) Wed. We do a problem before class, a problem during class, and a problem after class, then repeat. This class makes me feel smart. Sample conversation: Someone - "Does Silver have a +2 charge or a +1 charge?" Me - "+1." Someone - "How do you know that? Where does it say?! SKJF?!" Me - "Silver always has a +1 charge. And in the solubility rules it says that AgCl forms as a precipitate. Not AgCl2. Zinc always has a +2 charge. Zinc has nothing to do with this problem." Unfortunately, I no longer have a token Justin Kinney to shunt the stupid questions of others to. It was such a winning strategy in AP Chem...
Psychology 92 - Cognitive Psychology. Meets 11:45AM - 12:55PM Wed/Fri. The professor has a thick Bostonian accent. I've been promised that his pronunciation of "potato" is hilariously phenomenal.
Chemistry 21L Lab - Fucking Lab, What do you think it is? Meets from 1:15PM - 4:15PM Wed. Makes me miss the AP Chem glory days, doing crack with Jesslyn, watching Perkins fuck up a titration, making ice cream, cooking crystals till they turn blue... My lab partner and I are both lazy but meticulous, which combined resulted in us taking almost 2 hours to weigh a bunch of sugar water this week. Probable source of error in every lab will include the phrase "Yeah, that probably looks good."
Psychology 92 Discussion Section - Meets from 6:15PM - 7:05PM Wed. In spite of how late it is, this discussion section is sometimes fun. We've put prism goggles on our faces, and played with colored pencils.
Also, I got a lot of haircut. I'm trendy. I watch the box with the moving pictures.
Hopefully this has been enough to sustain you until the next installment, which may or may not occur at an unspecified point in time. Welcome back.
*"Snow on my dick" = "Rain on my parade" -E. Weinstein
The first time I started this PKJ shindig, I had a clear purpose: to document my senior year of high school through STOP KICKING MY SEAT, DAMMIT. Right, sorry, distractions (I'm writing this in class). To document my senior year of high school through highly distorted and mentally disturbed lenses. This time, I have no excuse, no purpose: I've simply missed you. You, my eternally assumed and often silent audience, I've missed you. I hope you can forgive me for allowing us to grow apart. I'm prepared to make it up to you. I'm 100% committed to making 50% more promises that I will keep 63% less of the time than I did before. I'm ready to write about ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for pages on end. I'm prepared to write these things in the middle of class, and people sitting next to me reading be damned. That's how committed I am to you, my lovelies.
So to begin with, I'll lay down a little exposition of my current situation. We're coming in to the middle of the radio broadcast, my second semester of sophomore year here in Dukeland. I've fallen in and managed to successfully work my way out of a relationship. I've declared myself a Psychology major, and ambitiously plan to snag a minor in English. Hopefully, I'll finish my application and be accepted to study abroad in Italy come Fall 2008. I've spent a summer and a winter working the coffees, and have returned to my work-study post in the Philosophy department. I've got a pretty kick-ass roommate. Everything else is mostly irrelevant, and will be revealed if necessary in due time.
And now here we are, more or less caught up, right? WRONG. More explosition (which is what happens when you wrap your exposition around volatile chemicals). My current classes, for your reading pleasure, include the following:
Italian 2 - Elementary Italian. This is a 6 person total class that meets four days a week, 4:25PM - 5:15PM Mon/Fri, and 4:25PM - 5:40PM Tues/Thurs. This class is also a bitch, and heavily features my least favorite educational activity: group work. And I can't get away with not knowing my shit in this class, which really snows on my dick*. Also, ho dimenticato molto italiano, ma je n'ai pas oublié français. Damn Madame Richards. Knowing the French doesn't help in Italian.
Chemistry 21L - General Chemistry. This is the lowest level chemistry it's possible to take. It also meets 8:30AM - 9:45AM Tues/Thurs, and I'm proud to say that I've attended all the damn lectures so far. The Refectory's baked oatmeal is a major incentive to make my way to chemistry, since they open at 8:00AM, and my path to chemistry goes right by the Refectory. General Chemistry is like AP Chem all over again, except there's no Mrs. Jordan and Perkins isn't sleeping under the lab table.
Psychology 99 - Personality and Social Psychology. This class is taught by a powerpoint slideshow, which occasionally goes by the name of Professor G. Meeting from 10:05AM - 11:20AM Tues/Thurs, this class features the branch of psychology I'm most interested in, yet I don't think I've paid attention to a single lecture so far. It doesn't help that I already learned half of this class last semester in Sociology 106 - Social Psychology with Professor Linda George (most amazing professor I've had so far). I have discovered an unusual technique to help me pay attention in this class though. I can pay attention to what the professor is saying as long as I'm not actually paying attention to her. With one headphone playing very quietly in one ear and a sketchpad on my desk, you might think it's completely useless for me to be here (yes, I'm talking to you, bitch who sat next to me last class. I could see your conversation window, stupid whore), but this is actually the best way for me to pay attention. Hopefully I don't fail on the first test for this class.
Psychology 99 Discussion Section - This is boring. I think it meets from 3:05PM - 3:55PM Tues. Knowing so much from Social Psychology last semester makes a lot of people in discussion section seem disproportionately stupid.
Chemistry 21L Recitation - It's like a tiny separate class for miniature problem sets. Meets 10:20AM - 11:10AM (I'm pretty sure) Wed. We do a problem before class, a problem during class, and a problem after class, then repeat. This class makes me feel smart. Sample conversation: Someone - "Does Silver have a +2 charge or a +1 charge?" Me - "+1." Someone - "How do you know that? Where does it say?! SKJF?!" Me - "Silver always has a +1 charge. And in the solubility rules it says that AgCl forms as a precipitate. Not AgCl2. Zinc always has a +2 charge. Zinc has nothing to do with this problem." Unfortunately, I no longer have a token Justin Kinney to shunt the stupid questions of others to. It was such a winning strategy in AP Chem...
Psychology 92 - Cognitive Psychology. Meets 11:45AM - 12:55PM Wed/Fri. The professor has a thick Bostonian accent. I've been promised that his pronunciation of "potato" is hilariously phenomenal.
Chemistry 21L Lab - Fucking Lab, What do you think it is? Meets from 1:15PM - 4:15PM Wed. Makes me miss the AP Chem glory days, doing crack with Jesslyn, watching Perkins fuck up a titration, making ice cream, cooking crystals till they turn blue... My lab partner and I are both lazy but meticulous, which combined resulted in us taking almost 2 hours to weigh a bunch of sugar water this week. Probable source of error in every lab will include the phrase "Yeah, that probably looks good."
Psychology 92 Discussion Section - Meets from 6:15PM - 7:05PM Wed. In spite of how late it is, this discussion section is sometimes fun. We've put prism goggles on our faces, and played with colored pencils.
Also, I got a lot of haircut. I'm trendy. I watch the box with the moving pictures.
Hopefully this has been enough to sustain you until the next installment, which may or may not occur at an unspecified point in time. Welcome back.
*"Snow on my dick" = "Rain on my parade" -E. Weinstein