Playing into the stereotype.
I have come to understand, in my studies of contemporary pop culture (read: watching television) that college is a time of discovery. Even though I've spent maybe two weeks here at most--it's becoming deviously hard to keep track--I have already learned some stuff about myself. I'm sure you're all thrilled to hear about it, and since there's very little to talk about on the class front, I figured I'd write about that.
First of: I have discovered that, just like the rest of my family before me, I really like school. I was always kind of doubtful about this, but considering the peak of my skepticism was around middle school, where everything sucks forever, I can understand liking it now. College is, in many ways, the opposite of middle school... you don't have to go to class, no one cares if you're late, there isn't homework every night, and pop quizzes rarely (if ever) happen. That's my impression at this point, at least, and I realize that I'm a very special case, so don't be all like "lolz wrong" in the comments. Or, you know, do, because I'm kind of curious what "real" college is like.
That's another thing I've discovered about myself: while I like college, I don't really think of it as school. What I didn't like about all the school leading up to this was that the classes were marred with a) stuff I didn't care about, and b) douchebags. While there are both of these things in college, I have yet to deal with them on a major scale, and I can actually avoid them forever if I really put an effort into it.
Problem is, I happen to be in the unique situation where I am at school and missing school at the same time. I feel like it's too late in the quarter to start crashing a few new classes, but at the same time, only taking 12 units is driving me insane. I cleaned my room today, for crying out loud. I have plans to sort the recycling later--plans, as in I've talked about it and set a time to get it done. That's a bad sign.
Another thing I have realized, or, rather, realized for the zillionth time: I am only motivated to do something when I am under extreme duress. That's why National Novel Writing Month always works so well for me--I know I should be doing a multitude of things, but instead I'm writing a freaking novel. So now, even though I only have three classes, it takes a lot for me to do the reading. This is especially true with East Asian Cultural Studies, when it's basically supplementary, and extremely dry, since it's a collection of news articles bound into a dauntingly large volume.
When I told Jamie about my not-problem (no motivation to do very little), she told me that whenever she gets bored, she paints. Again, an epiphany: I am a pretty stupid person. I'm in the college of creative studies for literature--why haven't I been writing?! All this free time, beautiful scenery, dozens of writing buddies--what the hell, self? Was your primary motive for coming here NOT to get a solid novel done? Are you silly in the brain?
Apparently so, because now I'm planning to write seven or more pages every day, maybe stretching out into a longer narrative, but probably ending up as a bunch of day-in-the-life short stories about college. I don't know how that will turn out, but I feel better about things already, so. That's something.
Also! Tonight, I am auditioning for the One-Acts festival with a monologe from Picasso at the Lapin Agile. Wish me luck--it would be something to do, and something interesting at that.
Also also, roommate information! My friend across the hall will soon be in a single, and since I am in a triple, we thought that... okay, there is a scientific term for this. Osmosis? Where there is a lot of pressure in one area, and then it goes into a less-pressured area? Anyway, we thought that the path of least resistance would be for me to move into her room, which gives K. and J., my current roommates, more space, as well as making sure one of us doesn't de-triple to Mars or something. You don't normally get to choose your destination, so I'm going to meet with the resident director at 10:20 on Wednesday to figure this out.
It's Movie Madness Monday. I think we're going to watch Wrath of Khan. I think everything will work out, frankly.