Now More Happier.



I've more or less started blogging again via MySpace.

I don't know how much longer that will keep up, but this venue seems more or less dead, as you may have noted from the once-a-month updates.



College is way better when you get to know people.


First post from college

Firstly, it's hard to believe I've had this thing going (some times more than others) since early sophomore year. Now that I'm in college, these days seem pretty long ago and the people all too far away.

I'm still up in the air about college life. There's lots of people, so some of them are cool just due to the law of averages. Walking around on the street though, anybody alone has this blank, thousand-yard-stare going on, and anyone not by themselves is surrounded by 2-6 other people, all sharing an inside joke or a conversation. This'd be cool if I could get in on one of these groups. I'm assuming meeting people will become a thousand times easier once classes start. Right now I have almost nothing in common with anybody, which added to my natural aversion to starting conversations makes me a bit hard up in the new friends department. I have talked to a few of the people in my hall, though, and even stood around joking with a group of them yesterday. Really, it's just sad that this is noteworthy, coming from a school where I could honestly say hi to everyone in the hall and call them by name. Ahh, small schools, you've spoiled me.

The facilities here, though, are pretty nice. The tennis courts are very clean, though I haven't had an opportunity to play on them yet. Schafer dining hall is pretty nice and the food isn't bad either, especially for college food. The selection's good but not amazing, so hopefully I won't be getting sick of it until winter break. I've heard the gyms aren't too bad, and the Cary St gym is having a lot of money dumped into it to make it better for next year. I'm still not sure I'll be around to appreciate that.

The room's pretty small, at best guess it's about 8x15, with two beds, two desks, and 2 wardrobes to fill a lot of that space. My room mate's not here yet, which is good and bad. It's good because I can live it up in the room by myself right now, sort of easing into this whole communal living thing. It sucks because I'm pretty sure I could go a whole day without really speaking to anyone at all if it weren't for friends from high school. It just needs time, I guess. Making friends in high school was much easier. Not only was there about 1% of the people, but having classes with them helped. I met my best friends in gym class, and we always had one or two classes together. Once I know some people this'll be a lot better, but it's hard to meet them.

There's a block party thing tomorrow, which I'll probably go to since they're taking a swipe off my meal card no matter what. That should, hopefully, be fun and maybe there'll be people there looking to socialize instead of staring blankly off into space.

I also have this peculiar sense of emptiness, maybe it's just very mild homesickness. It's like I'm missing something but can't find something logical to point to. It could be my girlfriend, but it's not like I saw her everyday or like we're all that much farther apart (25 compared to 40 minutes). It could be home, but really my days are the same or better than they were there, except that college internet sucks. Maybe it's just me missing the days of high school - easy friends, fun times, and never this sense of missing something.

I need to write more often, I'm out of practice and I can tell my thoughts are disjointed.


In The Bag

My references came out great, and I am now officially an AmericaReads reading coach. w00t.


A very good day

I guess this post requires a little background. A couple weeks ago I started looking around for laptops for college. I found out at the orientation that a computer of some sort is required, and I've wanted a laptop for awhile though had no practical use for one. Armed with the best of excuses, I ended up buying one from ABS. The thing's pretty much a monster, built for gaming, and should be able to handle anything around for a few years at least.

Some time last week, I decided to start applying for federal Work-Study jobs, so that I could help pay for tuition and work reasonable hours. One of these jobs is a ReadAmerica reading coach. Essentially, you go to elementary schools and help teach K-3 graders how to read. I got a 730 on my SAT reading section and I've always been good with little children (when it mattered).

Fast forward to today, when after a day of waiting and wondering when it'd get here, my laptop arrived. ABS included a notebook filled with benchmarks and software, so I'm currently installing everything that came with it to this laptop. Afterwards I'm going to connect it to the network, transfer music and select programs, and be extremely happy.

Right after it arrived, as I was bringing it into my room, my cell phone starts ringing. I don't recognize the number, but I answer anyway. I have an interview on Friday for the reading coach job :D

Today has been a red letter day.


One of my favorite quotes ever.

"The only thing that burns in hell is the part of you that won't let go of your life: your memories, your attachments. They burn them all away, but they're not punishing you, they're freeing your soul. If you're frightened of dying and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth."

Slightly morbid, I guess, but at 1:15 am, that's just how I roll.

I'm tired of waiting for my future, I want to be in college. All I've done this summer (Vegas weddings and random hang outs aside) is read, play World of Warcraft, and see Megan - I never want this summer to end.


So It's been like a month

Shortly after graduation I went to Las Vegas, where my mom was getting married. After about the third day I wanted to go home, but we were there for a week. Still, every day was fun (and very hot). I kept a day-by-day journal thing, but it's not really worth the time to type it up here. Probably one of the coolest things we did is go to the top of the Stratosphere at night. It's 105 stories, or 1068 feet straight up. The lights from the valley (and the Strip in particular) were even more amazing than seen from the ground. Because everything is so flat, and there are virtually no trees, if you're in a hotel or other tall building and looking out, you can see pretty much the entire city in front of you. It's fairly amazing, and probably my favorite thing about the area.

Post-Vegas, I hadn't really done anything of import until yesterday, when I went to the VCU orientation thing. To start off with, I'd gotten about 3 hours of sleep and had to be awake at 5:30 to get there. I checked in, walked around the booths that announced what VCU had to offer (I like their facilities), was split into a group with an OA and about 15 other students, got a little tour of the engineering building, registered online for my classes, and then asked a teacher where to go next. This was a mistake. She told me I should go get my VCUCard, and I sort of figured they would trust everyone to walk back to the student commons (where I thought the Cards were being done). After all, it's an easy route and we're college students.
Alas, this was not the case. I ended up meeting another OA after getting slightly lost, who told me where the real VCUCard building was and how to get there. After walking about 8 blocks, I arrived. An OA there was walking their group through, and noticed me. After explaining myself, she told me I could get my card but then I'd need to go find my group. This seemed reasonable to me, so I got in line.
About five minutes later, she pulled me from the line and told me I'd need to find my group "or [I'd] pay the price". If I wasn't exhausted, I probably would've hurt her feelings. Instead, I just walked out after mouthing the word 'bia-bia-bia-bitch' to a friend in the line. I walked the 8 blocks back to the student commons, then another 2 to the dining hall after being told to go there and wait for my group. It kind of sucked. I did meet up with my group again, though, and after lunch we walked back to the VCUCard building, where I got my card. After walking back to the Commons and finding out that all the parking in the nearby parking deck was sold out, I left.
Essentially, aside from meeting with an academic advisor to pick classes, I accomplished nothing on that trip. I registered for my classes, but I could've done that online. I met nobody, don't even know where my dorm is, and really sort of developed a negative opinion of the VCU student body thanks to the one OA. These are the people that are supposed to be really nice and helpful, but she told me I would "pay the price" for following directions from a teacher and ending up lost. What a bitch.

As for my classes, I got a pretty great schedule for myself. Monday - Thursday, no classes until 1 or 2, and never for more than 4 or so hours. Friday I have 50 minutes of Chemistry starting at 8, which sort of sucks but was far better than the alternative (7-9:50 class). I'm taking English 101, Pre-Cal, Chemistry and Psychology as of right now. I'm hoping to pick up a Chemistry Lab (none were available and no overrides) and drop Psychology in favor of Political Science.