Messy Hair

I'm counting this as a post from yesterday because I've been waiting for Jasmine to come in here and help me redesign this blog, but it just isn't working. I can't wait any longer, plus I did make a promise to update this every day. Anyway, today was an okay day. I got woken up at 10:30 am this morning by a blaring fire alarm...I was so asleep I didn't even know if it was a fire alarm. Plus, like at 8:43 am, people were scrapping snow right outside my window. Just not a good morning. After the fire alarm, I planned on staying up, but after being in the Internet for a little while, I just couldn't keep my eyes open and collapsed into bed. Besides that, I've just been hanging out with my Chase girls, and I started doing my homework at like 8:30 pm which wasn't such a good idea because I'm still working on it and I still have a long way to go. Especially in French. But, anyway, Simone has been doing my hair a lot more recently, and her favorite hairstyle is the messy type. I've been trying it out for a few days now, and I kinda like it...especially since I'll be taking an exercise science course where I'll be working out a lot...meaning I'll have messy hair anyway. So I'll have a name to go with my hairstyle. :)

Don't you love my enthusiastic smile? 

Dorm Rooms

For those of you who are unfortunate enough not to have experienced the joys of college life and are not in touch with anyone who has, let me tell you a few things about dorm rooms. First of all, it's really easy to have it become messy within a few minutes (even right after you've cleaned it). I don't know what my dorm room would look like if I didn't have Chastity to keep it clean. She's what me and Desiree, my other roommate, would sweetly call a "neat freak." She hates it when things don't match: so much so, that during the summer before we moved in, she sent me the order she and Desiree got from Walmart and encouraged me to get either the same order or similar so our comforters would match. With us girls, it's all about the room being presentable...even the door! For V Day, we decorated the door with beads, circles, and hearts! Gotta go eat dinner, until next time.

When Class is Cancelled

Usually it's a good thing that class is cancelled, but not so much when I have to practically run from across campus to get there on time and I have to look up the room number because I've only been there once and then I find the classroom and there's a sheet that says class is cancelled and to check your email for homework assignments. Especially when I had my essay done on Wednesday when it was due, and that class was cancelled then as well. And now this weekend I have to write another essay for the same class on the question of the day from askphilosophers.com and my reflection based on the question. I don't know what she's expecting in ways of writing style, so I'm a little nervous that I'm turning in work that does not reflect her expectations. Last semester, I worked really hard on my first two essays and the professor had them for a long time, and when I finally got them back, I did below average. I'm just worried that this is going to repeat itself. So today I only had my exercise science class where we had to play these really annoying team building games. Actually, I'm keeping these games in mind for summer camp to share with my kids. I'm gonna get back to doing basically nothing watching old "16 and Pregnant" episodes online. 

Chips and Roman

The typical college student brunch when you're trapped inside due to a snowstorm. It's the second day in a row classes have been cancelled, and I'm getting a lot of pleasure reading in. Most of the time, college students are so busy trying to finish their philosophy readings, it's hard to ever get readings that you actually want to read in. Last semester I did a project that had all to do with fashion, and there were these readings I used as sources that I only read the first and maybe second pages. Over the break, I planned to read the entire sections. No luck: looks like my real pleasure reading is always fiction is mostly includes kissing and going out on dates or maybe a family crisis. Just like the TV I watch. 

Snow Day

This is my first ever snow day as a college student, and I have to say, it's pretty awesome. I still had to go to the bookstore this morning because I was afraid they were going to run out of used text books for my math class and I still had a brief gym class. Besides that, I've pretty much hung around my dorm, alternating between my room, Jasmine, Simone, and Olivia's room, and the common room. I also ventured out with my Chase girls to Conn Hall, which the dining hall on campus, for a big lunch (for I knew I wasn't going to venture out once the storm got worse). Well, I have almost all my books: the bookstore ran out of my book I need for English so I have to wait for them to shoot me an email before I can get my hands on one. I actually was kind of upset my English class got cancelled because I spent a good part of last night typing up my essay and this morning printing it for it to have been a wasted effort (though not completely, it means I don't have to worry about it). I guess I better go do my Journalism, Math, and English homework.

Crazy Professors

I really can't deal with these professors right now. I have so much homework it's obnoxious; it kinda reminds me of the first week of high school how it just seemed to add up, except it has only been two days here. I had a quiz today: I only had ONE day to study! What if I hadn't had my books yet? i would've had to rush to them, make my friggin index cards, and study like hell, stressing out and failing anyway? Well, the quiz didn't really count, thank God, and I got an 80% which isn't too bad, but still. And math...no quiz, but so much homework and I still don't have the friggin book, and I have to like go to the book store first thing in the morning and hope they're some used books still available. And English? The books aren't too bad (except the bookstore ran out, and I had to pre-order one of them), but the amount of writing is already stressing me out, and I like to write! I'm actually supposed to be writing an essay right now (due two days after the first class), so I better get to it. 

Home

Even when I'm all moved into college, reconnected with my friends whom I haven't seen in a while, full of food I actually wanted to eat, and with the freedom to do whatever I want to do, with the exception of things school related. I'm still kinda worried about my text books, but I'm trying to merely focus on my classes and take in what's expected of me before I go shopping for my texts and worrying too much far into the future. Going to college feels like coming home; I feel GOOD here, and I'm excited to get to my classes and actually do well.