The part where I write stuff that you read...

So the whole get work done before internet thing hasn't worked so well. But I'm getting my work done. I think.

I moved in a month ago. A month? It seems like I've been here for a year. Time is always so messed up at first, then it just flies by like nothing. New Student Orientation (the bizarrest and coolest beginning a college student could have) couldn't have ended three weeks ago. Classes couldn't have started three weeks ago from Monday. I didn't walk in my room for the first time and see my roommate's pink bedspread a month ago. My mom didn't help me move in all of my stuff a month ago.

My roommate's a soccer player. She actually played against the institution of my mom's employment today. She was in my hometown. So weird. She is a freshman, presently a starter on the team, and becoming increasingly familiar to me with each passing day. I've gone to some of the soccer home games, which have been a lot of fun (I have so much more respect for soccer players now). I wish I could have been in Marshall today and Longview tomorrow, just to experience the familiarity of the last ten years.

My new friends all rock. I am in a small group of friends who are transfer students. It's great and I love them already, but I really dislike being the youngest. I've always almost preferred making friends with people older than myself. No worries, I have lots of freshman friends.

A brief synopsis of classes: Music classes can be such a drag to get through, as we have an 8:00 every single morning. No one suffers like music majors, because they have 8:00s all the way through their entire college career. I'm just a minor, haha! I love my economics professor because he's funny and sarcastic. On Thursday he was asking us what it would cost for us to become ranchers. For example, would we become ranchers if we made $100,000 a year? $500,000? A million? We were all somewhat reluctant to really answer him. He says, "I'm not asking you to be porn stars! I'm asking you to raise cattle!" My accounting prof almost made me cry the first day (my fault...I should have gone to his office to talk with him after I dropped Calculus and added Princ. of Accounting...by the way, I'm still planning to take Calculus), but I'm really enjoying the class and I think he's cool. He is funny as well. "You know, you guys look like you'd rather be at the dentist's office getting wisdom teeth removed rather than be here in your accounting class." Intro to Business is so un-challenging that I'm scared. We talk about Apple (the dudes who make iPods, Macs, iPhones and the like) all of the time. We watch a Youtube video to start off the class almost every time. We randomly watched part of Britney Spears' VMA performance. She's coming out with a new album. Wow...

I've become such a basketball freak that it's actually starting to scare me. I think I might even be more of a freak than I have been. If I ever thought that I could just forget about it, boy was I wrong. So Thursday night basketball on TNT is starting October 30, and I'm going to watch games in the cool basement lobby instead of the main lobby. People don't usually spend time in the basement lobby, as far as I know. If they come in on Thursday nights, they just might find...someone who's passionate about something...

Wow, it's 3:41...so today I might go see more volleyball, go to my first-ever HSU football game (they can't be as good as those ETBU games were...except that ETBU can't say H-S-H-S-U-U), take a drum lesson from a hot guy, and...whatever else.