Looks like it's getting about that time to pack up and head home for the summer! Maybe I'll see you in the Fall again! In the mean time, be good, be nice, etc. And maybe my summer reading can increase again this year!
Everyone at college should try it at least once. Just make sure you have a cool professor like mine, who I like to call Dr. Canada. Why is Canada so cool? Or am I just a sad product of my generation?
You go through life learning about the hypothetical. Disconnected. It's not your life that you see played out, it's just "that one cliche" happening again on the T.V. Then one day it happens to you. When you see "that line" coming, you want to smile for your cleverness -- for your ability to predict what's coming. Half way through "the talk" it ceases to be abstract as you realize that when it happens in movies the camera is always changing views, but now you're only seeing what your eyes receive. It blurrs as warm tears waait to take the plunge down your face. What was once a hazy concept of the "let's just be friends routine" becomes a vivid memory of your first girlfriend telling you that you're just not good enough. It's the "Amber dumping me scene" that you'll now play in your head incessently. You feel like you've reached a milestone in life. You feel real. You feel alive, but in a totally crappy sort of way. And ironically, alive and real are the last feelings you want as she closes the door behind her.
Amazing - the capability humans have of wasting everything good, like the lightning speed of this whole internet thingy. Oh, and it doesn't just apply to email. There's plenty of other ways it's wasted too if you know what I mean...
Went to my first real college party last night (now that it's the end of my second year). I didn't drink though. While I had a different experience than most of the people there (I don't want to say that they "had a better time" necessarily), I'm pretty sure I had a better time than them this morning since I don't have to worry about a hangover, who I accidentally woke up in bed next to, or anything like that.
Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Right now bad as we're missing data, the kid who is in control of the data we do have doesn't seem to be handling the situation too brightly (and I don't really trust him that much in the first place), and we only have until Friday to finish the paper. Not that I would have started working on it any sooner, but it makes me less mad if the only person I can blame is myself. You know, it's hard to stay mad at yourself for too long.
A short story that was written by four people. If you read it, you might think we were on crack as we wrote it. Amazingly we weren't! Hopefully this will help kick the week off well as I scramble to finish all the rest of the crap.
So this is what I had to say over a year ago, with merely one quarter of college experience under my belt. I should have realized that writing would be more of my focus earlier (note the amazingly brilliant metaphor at the end).
The most important thing that I have learned during the first 10 weeks, is that being a student can be very time consuming and it is important to put lots of time toward studies (if you want to keep up good grades). However, a good balance of things outside of studying and doing homework is as necessary as a mattress in a bed. You can do without it, but it sure isn’t very comfortable.
