The Freshman Experiment

All the Phelps Mania may have gotten annoying but eight medals in one Olympics deserves more praise than he’s gotten already. That was an incredible race.

Music: Schwayze - Corona and Lime

I’m sitting on my front porch stealing internet from one of my neighbors so I can look up what books I need for my fall classes. Picking a schedule is one of the more stressful, time consuming things about college. There are just so many choices  and so little time. Plus, you have to choose classes that fill your requirements and if you went to or go to a liberal arts college like me, that means taking something awful (like fucking Physics) in order to get that science requirement out of the way. I usually opened the course catalog, flipped to departments that were of interest to me and then became overwhelmed and shut the damn thing. But once you finally pick four classes the most heartwrenching part happens and that’s realizing that a particular class is full. Believe me, there is nothing more irritating than making a perfect schedule that even gives you a day off during the week only to realize that it will never happen.

After I saw “Sorry this class is full” for the upteenth time I enrolled in a random Sociology class and called it a night. I completely forgot about it until today, four weeks later, when I found the books I needed for the course and I think it’s going to be one of my favorite classes. The texts are so interesting, I’m tempted to get them right now. I’ve also heard good things about my physics class, so once again I’m getting geekily excited to learn and be in the classroom.

BUT, I’m still in summer mode, I promise. Yesterday night I went to Jo-Ann Fabrics and bought a crocheting kit. When I went to the checkout line the cashier rang me up and said, with a smirk, “good luck.” I asked her if crocheting was hard and she just said I should try knitting first but I already shelled out the $25 so I just went home with my kit. Now it’s just sitting on my desk unopened and I’m deciding if I should exchange it for a knitting one.

Or maybe I should take up scrapbooking instead…

Music: Radiohead - Idioteque

To add to my repertoire of old-lady spinster qualities I’m learning how to crochet. I already have an unhealthy love of cats, bad eyesight due to reading dusty books in horrible lighting, and taken a vow of celibacy for next year. So, basically I’ll be sitting in my room, crocheting hats, listening to music, and finishing that last chapter before I go to bed.

(But, honestly, I can’t think of anything better right now. :D)

Music: MGMT - Electric Feel

EDIT: Gringa tell me you just saw the men’s swimming 4×100 relay!!! That was fucking epic - I flipped my shit.

Guys, I swear to you, Olympic athletes are superheroes. I cannot stop watching the Games since it began on Friday - handball, rowing, water polo, gymnastics - I’ve been watching everything! I used to run track in high school and I was decent at it, but I was born to be a spectator. I get so into it, constantly screaming or cheering at my TV for hours.

Last night, my friends and I ran our asses off to see Phelps swim and it was totally worth it. Are you enjoying the Olympics?

Music: The Wombats - Let’s Dance to Joy Division

Today was a pretty exciting day considering that I only left the house to go to the bank for ten minutes. Sebastian, who has been pretty much MIA since he left for the Dominican Republic, called me just as I was getting into my car. I had no idea it was him because I deleted his number from my phone so I wouldn’t be tempted to call when he was gone. When his number came up I timidly answered it, “Hello. Who is this?” Then as he started talking I screamed out loud and frightened my next door neighbor.

We talked for about a half an hour and kept interrupting each other the whole time. He just wanted to know so much about my summer and vice versa, but I had to cut it abruptly short so I could deposit some money. I found out that he works an insane job with hours that are from 2 a.m. to 7 a.m., and then he also works at a diner other days from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. He wants to put in his two weeks but he lost his iPod when he was on vacation and he has to save up money for another one. Basically, aside from the three weeks he was away, he has had no free time. Even when I visited him in early June I had to stay with other friends because he had to work all day long.

As you all may have noticed, our “long distance relationship” failed miserably, it’s almost laughable, but it was my fault as much as it was his. Like I’ve mentioned before, the phone is just not my thing. I can’t talk to someone for over an hour even if I haven’t seen them in months. I’m just not that type of girl. :/

Anyway, today our conversation was great and gave me butterflies. I don’t think there will be another one anytime soon because of my inability to pick up the phone and his busy schedule, but it made us realize that if we do decide to be together again in the fall, we’ll be able to pick up where we left off. That’s a comforting thought, and now I’m even more anxious to get back to LAC!