As you’ve probably figured, today is my first day of college classes. I’ve only been to one so far but since I have this hour break, I decided to write my blog entry.
So Friday, I packed up all my shit, went and said goodbye to my grandparents and hit the road. The car trip to fresno seemed a lot longer then when I came for orientation almost two months ago. Maybe it was because both parents were in the car this time and I was awake and sweating the entire time. I managed to pass the time by coloring, listening to music and watching The Darjeeling Limited. Even though I hate beard-face, he has exceptional taste in movies. I saw the short film, Hotel Chevalier, after the movie and it was good. I love the actors… I wish I knew their names. All I know is that one of them is one of the Wilson brothers… I don’t know if he’s luke or owen…
Finally, after what seemed like forever, I made it to fresno. There was some confusion with check-in but eventually I had my room key and began to unload all my crap into my dorm room. My roommate, Catherine, arrived the day before I did so all her stuff was already set up and she wasn’t in the room while I was unloading. It was ungodly hot, so all the trips from the car to room had me dripping in my own sweat… so after all my crap was in the room, I began setting up my bed and whatnot. Catherine already had pictures up and decorated her desk but I didn’t have enough room in y car to accommodate anything extra so my side of the room is very bland…
My roommate is nice and calm; I think we’re going to be good friends. We don’t talk much, but we have a mutual understanding that we’re both tiny n00bs in a brand new environment and we’re helping each other out as much as possible. She seems very normal, which is all I was hoping. I think I might be the weird one, but I’ll try my best to be good. I’ve decided for my sake, and everyone else’s, to not pull any of my shit. I get to reinvent myself and this time, I’m going to do it right and not fuck it up. I can’t afford to keep wrecking my life. This is my chance to redefine myself in a better image.
Well, I’ve managed to burn through ten minutes of my hour long wait… dang. Well, at least I’m in the shade and not melting in the Fresno sun… I don’t know how I’m going to stave off boredom so I may just continue to ramble on here. I apologize in advance.
Oh, to continue with what has happened so far, I hung out on Friday. That was the first night I slept in my dorm room. We have loft beds which are super ridiculously high and I’m deathly afraid of falling off but my ego is too big to allow me to get a bed rail. Dear God, please don’t let me fall off that bed and plummet to my death. Saturday, Catherine and I went to the dining hall for brunch. It’s kind of amazing in there. I had eggs, chorizo, and potato wedges. We sat together and ate the surprisingly good food. The I called my parents and they came to take us to target. Target… I swear we were in there for a couple hours… I ended up spending almost three hundred dollars… luckily my aunt and uncle gave me a target gift card for $100 so I only had to pay $200… but still, that’s a lot of cash… I have about sixty dollars to my name now... then we came back to the room and put everything away. We’ve decided to go with a Beatles/British theme for out living room. Catherine has an awesome Beatles poster and we bought this British flag wall-cling at target and that’s all we have so far but we’re forming plans and ideas of how to make that room bloody brilliant. My sister and her boyfriend came over around five and we all went to Marie Callanders, where I had some amazing blueberry pie. Then I said goodbye to my parents (I cried like a baby and got my daddy’s shirt soaked with tears). The I hung out with my sister and her boyfriend back in my dorm room for a while. Then they left and I went to bed.
Sunday morning, we went to the cafeteria for brunch again and this time we met one of catherine’s ‘friends’. Some obnoxious boy named Joey, who went to her same high school. She told me that she can’t stand him but he seems pretty popular so I might try to convince her that we should enter his social circle if we ever want to be cool. Oh, I found out that they have an Icee machine in the dining hall… I’m so freaking excited, we had some yesterday… Then we went back to the room for a while and later on we walked around the campus, finding all of our classes… it was super hot and we were walking around a lot, so I was exhausted and very sweaty. Poor Catherine has a class on the opposite side of campus. After coming back to the dorm room, we had to go to a mandatory hall meeting where we met out RA, who wasn’t the one I thought we had and honestly, I’m pretty disappointed because the guy I thought was our RA was smoking hot… not that the real one isn’t cute but he isn’t nearly as sexy as the guy I thought was the RA. Last night we went to an event called, “singled out” which was some show on MTV that has one girl and a bunch of boys and through a series of questions, eliminates boys until one is left standing and then those two go on a date together. Part of me would have loved to play but they only did one girl and one boy. At least I got free ice cream out of it, even if it was a big waste of time. I was kinda self conscious because I dressed as cute as I could manage and it turned out that everyone was just in jean shorts and tank tops… well, at least I know the dress code for next time.
I had to wake up at seven this morning to be ready for class on time, and I haven’t been sleeping very well so I’m exhausted and I keep yawning but I gotta keep on keeping on. I have another half hour until my second class and I still have two more after that. It’s gonna be a long day. Thanks for listening to my ramblings…
[the next section was added after finishing the rest of the school day]
Part 2
So animal science 67 was pretty chill, even though it was a bit overwhelming. Luckily I still had a twenty that my dad had given me to put on my laundry card to pay for the two
books that my teacher required the class to get. One of the books is really cute and it called “emergency care for dogs and cats” and the other is some pile of photocopied papers. I have to complete 10 hours of community service in animal therapy for that class, we have to write 2,000 words, and we have to have hands-on time with animals. It’s all a but overwhelming but I think I can handle it. That teacher seems like the kind who love you if you’re nice and smart but can be a total bitch to you if you get on her bad side, so I’m gonna try my damndest to stay on her good side.After that I went after that to the dining hall since I had two hours to kill before my next class. After grabbing my plate, I went into the seating area. I saw this girl that I recognized from my mandatory hall meeting. She had one of those training dogs with her. So, I put on the nicest smile and walked up to her and asked if I could sit with her. I told her that I recognized her from earlier and we got talking very easily. She was super nice and friendly and definitely seems like someone I would hang out with. She told me that she suffers from an anxiety disorder and that she is training her dog to help her out. The dog can point out to her when her anxiety levels are rising before she even realizes it. We’re both Animal science majors and it turns out that we have Animal Science 1 together, so we exchanged numbers before she left. I finished up eating and went back to the dorm room. I was super amped up, and was shaking and my heart was racing so I sat down and drank some water and tried to calm down but it was pretty hard. Then my grandma text me, so I called her and we talked for a little over an hour and it really helped me calm down. I talked to her while walking to my econ class. Then I had to go.
My econ class was kinda weird, the teacher seems like a really nice guy but there were some issues with the textbook, which I didn’t even know we needed. So he’s gonna clear that up for us by Wednesday but he wants us to have the book asap but it’s too expensive but there isn’t enough time for me to buy one cheap online and have it shipped to me. Whatever.
I don’t know why but suddenly I can’t remember what I did after econ class… I think I came back to the room. Oh yeah, I changed out of my disgusting sweaty shirt and into something new. I looked a little into the textbook thing… Then I went to my English class. I was seriously the only underclassmen in that room. There were about 15 to 20 in the room and they all looked to be in their early to mid twenties apart from two weirdos who were in their thirties/forties. I listened to the creepy old lady talk about how she’s a civil war nerd until class started. The teacher is super cool and laid back but that English class was not what I expected. I am a Jane Austen nut, so I thought brit lit would be perfect… this class covers all of british history and all the various time periods… the time period I’m comfortable with is only going to be one week of that class… everyone in there seems to already know British history and all the british novels and historical films and they we’re using big words and references that I didn’t know and were making jokes that I couldn’t understand in the slightest. I have never felt so dumb before in my life. I’m way in over my head… I should probably drop it but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the challenge this class presents me. So I’m going to use my free day tomorrow to read all about british history, understand their references, and all-around make myself less dumb. I feel like I’m going to be taking two classes, british history and british literature which sucks but if I do pull through, I’d be so proud of myself. The teacher only went over the syllabus and talked for a couple mins so I was in and out in less then twenty minutes. Ususally that class is going to be three hours… fml. I called my sister afterwards to rant about how dumb I felt… I was kinda disappointed that her advice to me was to drop it… she should be encouraging me to go for it! But I guess she was just being realistic. Okay, so I’m all caught up now.
Love,
Sabrina
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