Okay, so I'm sitting in a tea house in Cambridge attempting to some homework. I hate orgo, but sort of secretly like it. A lot has been poster! Hooray the blog is working. Okay so, there are so many fucking hipsters here and I feel so at home because there are no fucking hipsters at Boston College. Okay well, back to some chemistry and Passion Pit, who I am seeing on Easter Eve, in miltown.

my teacher is nuts

Today my science professor thought it would be a great idea to give us her lecture on how to survive in the cold. She starts with the revelation that food is energy. Thank God I'm in college- how else would I know these things? I now know that I should eat to stay warm, I should sleep enough, and that I should overheat myself before I go outside. All these things will keep my immune system up so I don't get sick and consequently I will feel so much better!

Ok I know some of this sounds legit- but follow me for a second. This is my professor who takes 50 minutes to read her lecture notes- that are posted online, mind you- when it really only takes about 10. Naturally, I will be contributing to this blog often when I'm in this class. Not only because I am bored out of my mind, but also to update you all on her psychotic wanderings. If I receive an 88% or better on our first test, I only have to go to this class on Mondays. I can take all the quizzes online- as well as the final exam. Yes, you heard me right- online. Just as online as all the notes. Need I mention that she encourages us to work together so that we all will succeed- much as a "boat floats" instead of a curve? Finally! A teacher approves cheating! (Note- although she admits not to be a botanist, she finds it relevant to compare a plant to a fish as it breathes through gills!)

I'm worried that this class is actually real. That this college that I love so much can really pay a teacher like her. I feel like I should be offended. For truly this is an insult to the intelligence of everyone in this room. But I forget- stupid people are everywhere. And I'm not good at science. I just was expecting a teacher who would have more insight and not just complain about copyright laws.

Walk the Walk

So I'm walking to class, right? I'm just strollin' down the street when I have to wait at a crosswalk. On the other side of the road, I witnessed the most awkward walk/strut/gait/obscenity of my life. After a few seconds, I realized the WALK sign turned green already, but I was standing wide-eyed at this ridiculosity of a walk. Here are a few mental pictures that I provided for another friend...

Take Shaggy's walk from Scooby Doo. Take away all movement from the arms and make them rigid at the side. Widen the steps by about another foot or so. Yeah? Yeah. Awkward. Here's another one: Imagine a midget standing completely straight and rigid. Now add 6 foot stilts. Then slap him on the ass, telling him to walk long and slow.

Maybe my day was just way too boring and that's why I noticed it, or maybe this kid needs walking therapy. It's your call.

Ridiculous

You know you're in college when washing all of your dishes takes an hour. The bathroom sink flooded about 50 times and I got soap all over the floor. But hey, at least I can drink out of a cup two more times before I have to do the dishes all over again. Drinking is a privilege.

Sexy Hair

This is especially for you, Arielle, who needs some of my sexy hair

Lesbians

Okay so here is the good story I promised. I made a lesbian friend! It's really exciting to meet my total opposite. She's J's friend (Greg you can figure who that is out). Okay, lesbian are sort of annoying, talking about how much they like girls. Ewww.

Day 1, Class 1

So I only had one class today -- Intro to Buddhism. Not as exciting as I was hoping. The best part was the 47 year old woman sitting in front of me, along with the complete creeper who stared at me all class. At one point, my professor mentioned astrology and divination, therefore the girl next to me and I both muttered, "Harry Potter." Thank you, pop culture. One class down, five more to go.

First Day of Classes

Okay, so my first day of classes was today and I only had one at noon. How glorious. Psychology is sooooooooo boring. I am falling asleep already on the first day of classes. But it looks totes easy. Also, its rainy and depressing and making me super mopey.

THE FIRST BLOG POST

Okay so this is a blog about the daily gossip lives and other observations of six college students. Let the wonderful life over shares commence.