On the Cusp

Today, (Wednesday, August 31st - for those of you less time conscious) my campus held an event called Mainstreet. This event is for all the campus clubs and organizations to set up tables and exhibit/sell themselves basically. It started at 11 am, just after my first class so before moseying on down there, I stopped in my room to grab my camera. You see the all the red and black tables, kind of? Well, you can see the red tent anyways....that's Mainstreet. The radio station KCLD was out there and the DJ could be heard interviewing random passerby from my window. Kind of annoying, actually. Let's get a closer look though, shall we: My first stop was actually the Women's Center. I had a look around their table, read their info, and moved on. Too many people crowding them anyways.... Passed by International Studies. I'll have to make a mental note to chat them up later on in my college career, when I'm getting read to Study Abroad in Japan. Coexist. I tal

Last night, I was woken up by a raging thunderstorm. Up on the 8th floor, you see all the lightning and hear all the thunder. That shit sucked. I did not want to be woken up after 3 am when I had a class at 8 am. Sucked, I tell ya. Anyways, it was remarkably hard to get up for the stupid 8 am course. It's called Critical Reasoning and I hate it. Which is too bad, I was hoping I wouldn't have any despicable classes this semester. Rawr. My other one is Discovering College. Basic for all college freshman. No problem. Still, I officially like my M/W/F classes best.

Outfit for the day, consisting of black pencil skirt, black jacket, and floral undershirt. So, while it's not yet over, my first day of classes went pretty well. I attended Math at 10:00 am, COLL 110 at 12:00pm and then Comm. Studies at 1:00. My last class tonight is in an hour, Intro to East Asia.  At this point, I'm really happy with my professors. I adore my Math professor since she's a really nice woman, very compassionate towards those of us who identify as number dyslexic, and I hung out with her on Advising Day. She remembered me too!  I'm a little iffy on my COLL 110 teacher though. He seems nice enough but probably not a guy I'll really connect with. Still, if I do all the appropriate work for his class it should be fine.  I thought I was going to hate CMST. I'd heard it was a "speech" class, but public speaking is one of those things I need to deal with, especially for when I become a teacher in Japan. I think the content taught in that

So, if you'll refer to my previous post ( here ) you'll note that my Orientation started off pretty rocky. I guess a lot of that was my own fault, for not finding a proper outlet for my stress and anxiety. After I had a good cry session while chatting with Mom and Chris on Facebook, I turned the TV on and watched Titanic. The movie itself is kind of crap, but I ADORE the fashion! I'm such a sucker for anything Victorian and Edwardian inspired. I started to feel better, especially after talking some more with people in my dormitory. There are a couple of girls upstairs that say I'm welcome to pop up anytime, so maybe I will. A sophomore, Jordan, popped in earlier today as well and introduced herself. She'd just moved it. See, now if I hadn't taken a leap of faith and left my door open, I never would have met her either. An old friend from high school is back on campus too, so I may meet up with her sometime. And I know a few other people who are probably will

I had really high expectations for this place. Truly. But I guess that's my problem. My problem is also dealing with students who are 18 - 19 tops - when I'm 23. People who spend all the time on their smart-phones, talking about how fake everyone ELSE is, and like, oh my god, how much classes are going to suck. Yeah, that's pretty much what I was dealing with all of Orientation. It was highly unpleasant and I was bored. I had no one of substance to talk to. I'm still tired, since I didn't sleep well last night, and I was pretty cranky once my feet started to blister. So I do sincerely apologize for not providing any sparkling campus photos today. I'm just not in the mood. Hopefully after a week of classes things will start to look up. Until then, I'm just gonna chat online with my mom (because our phone line is broken) and cry some more.

So I awoke around 5:30 am to get ready for this whole move-in fiasco. Chris headed home to take a shower and I indulged in one myself. Then I got dressed, spookily, I might add, and piled myself into the vehicle. Then began the long trek to St. Cloud (just kidding, it's like 30 miles) and the rest can be told in photos! Leaving Buffalo, Mn. Good morning! Ugh. I wonder if this Walgreens will be finished by my first semester break or not? Highway 25, the middle of nowhere. Best seen early morning, pretty clouds! Onto I-94. The guy in front of us on the right is from Nova Scotia. ^_^ I'm scandalized! This is supposed to be a walkway! No cars allowed! I see it now! My new home away from home. Tallest dorm hall on campus. Before Photos! ^ After photos! ^ What a lovely little Japanese garden. Oh. My. God. FISHIES!!! Outdoor picnic thingy. Lots of tables. You are here. This is a bus stop. Do I really need to keep narrating this? Look. My boy