Day 3 & 4: I promise one of these days to post on the ACTUAL day...

Okay, so yet another post that is combining two days into one.  I'll get better at this as time progresses.

Yesterday, if I can remember right, was LAME.  Haley and I went to our Pointer Pal shifts to help returning students and ended up: a) getting rained on, b) sitting on a cart for 45 minutes, c) helping 2 families and d) deciding unanimously to skip our 5-7 shift...because NOBODY moved in after 2 yesterday.

We were bored out of our minds yesterday and today.  There's nothing to do when you don't have class to attend.  I can't even recall what I did yesterday.  OH.  Haley and I visited Brenda in Suites 201 and I have to admit, I'm *slightly* jealous of her.  I did decide yesterday that I was going to apply to be a CA somewhere on campus next year.  I don't really care where I get put, if I get the position, as long as I can be a part of the dorm community, I'll be one happy individual. 

We went to the Target Late-Night Spree at UWSP last night.  What a crapshoot.  There were so many people that even the workers who had to stay late for us were surprised.  If the entire freshmen community showed up there, I wouldn't be surprised.  I did get a free soda on the way out, so that's a plus, I guess.

I went over to Haley's room when we got back from Target for a movie.  I didn't bring any movies with me this year because I never get to watch them and Haley has every single movie ever produced, so I don't have to worry about not having entertainment.  We ended up watching "The DaVinci Code."  I fell asleep no more than 6 times throughout the entire movie.  I even guessed what the Holy Grail was before anyone else in the movie, so I considered that a job well done. 

I also discovered that Najah is an EXTREMELY deep sleeper.  I woke up to this terrifying noise at maybe 3-3:30ish this morning and I had absolutely no idea what it could've been.  I even got out of bed to investigate the source, but couldn't find it.  When Najah got up in the morning, I asked her if she had heard the crashing sound.  She said she didn't, but when she went to go get breakfast from her fridge, she found a pillow from her bed had fallen down and everything on top of her fridge ended up on the floor.  The noise woke me from a deep sleep, but all it did to Najah was make her toss slightly in bed.  Every day, I learn something interesting about that girl.

Today was pretty fun.  The poster sale started up and if I actually had wanted to get a poster, there were about 3 that I would've actually gotten.  I don't have the wall space or the money to get them all.  Well, 2 out of the 3 were of Ian Somerhalder, but that's a COMPLETELY different story.  The ITT desk in the LRC was supposed to be open today from 11-4 for people to be able to check out clickers.  I went there twice, in a two-hour time span and NO ONE WAS THERE.  Obviously there was a mix-up in schedules or something, because no one got their clicker today.  It's an off-day at ResNet too.  There is no paper in the printer downstairs and I only have to print off enough lectures and notes and homework for my Psych 300 class tomorrow to fill an entire 2'' binder.  This guy and I both called ResNet and the Lab Assistance and got an automated voicemail...from a service on campus that apparently "services students 24/7."  LIARS.  That's okay, I'll spend my afternoon Wednesday doing all of that. 

I'm not looking forward to my Psych 300 class. In the email sent out by my professor, he said that if you don't pass a Basic Math test in the back of the textbook with an 80% proficiency or higher, he suggests you to drop the class immediately.  EF THAT SHIT, MAN.  I NEED that class to get into other Psych classes next semester!  I have a mission to pass that class with at least a C average.  That means I will be spending A LOT of time in the Psych Club Tutoring Center this semester.

I think tonight is A Very Potter Musical night, which is TOTALLY AWESOME!  And it's also my PotD!

That is one BOSS Zefron poster.

Day 2: If My Brain Hadn't Melted, I Would've Posted Yesterday

Okay, so this one is a day late.  I'll have to make sure to be a functioning human being tonight around 10 to write the next installment. 

Yesterday was jam-packed full o' fun.  For starters, I got to wake up at the lovely time of 7:30!  YIPPEE!  It was out of precaution that I did so, because I had no idea when Najah would move-in.  Luckily I didn't sleep in because she arrived right around 10:30, with her entire family.  Haley and I sat on my bed and watched them try to figure out how to put her side of the room together.  In other words, adorable.  Najah's mom is really friendly and laid-back, which is the complete opposite of the other freshmen parents I helped out yesterday.

Speaking of which, I had no idea you could treat people who have volunteered their time and energy to help your child's move-in go smoothly like trash.  Jesus, people!  We're here to help you, not forced to make 8 trips back to your mini-van because "I think I could carry this small box, but since you have something that has wheels on it, I'm going to take this opportunity to use you and screw the other families who really need you, I'M LAZY AND OVER-PRIVILEGED.  DID I MENTION I DRIVE A VERY NICE MINI-VAN?  BECAUSE I DO."  There were so many parents who either: a) didn't thank us, just kind of ignored us once we got to the room, b) thanked us and then very vocally demanded their sullen teenager to thank us as well (for the record, none of the students thanked us), or c) overly thanked us and praised us for being "life-savers" and "miracle workers."  Please, ma'am, I do what I can.  But what really got me was that last year when I did this, I declined so many tip offers from grateful parents.  I could've made BANK last year with the amounts being offered.  So I got really excited for this year, I wasn't going to be poor come Sunday afternoon.

Guess what?  I'M STILL POOR.  0 tips.  0 TIPS.  I should've crashed a cart out of spite.

So Najah moved in and we have a futon!  Granted, not the world's most comfortable futon, but a futon nonetheless. We both share an unspoken obsession with owls, but I'm fairly sure that will be brought up in later conversations.

Haley and I worked from 1-3 and 5-7 yesterday.  A little helpful advice for those Pointer Pal-ing it up next year: NO ONE MOVES IN AFTER 4.  We sat around the lobby and talked about how everyone on campus will eventually die from some form of STDs.  The parents probably didn't enjoy eavesdropping in, but I haven't laughed that hard in a while.

We ended up watching movie after skipping out early on our shifts.  SHOCKER.  And the movie poster from said movie will be the Picture of the Day:

OM NOM NOM PAUL WALKER AND GERARD BUTLER

Day 1: Why am I back here already?

  A friend of mine suggested this over the summer; write a blog post every day for a year and then look back over all the posts and see how your life has changed.  I thought that this would be a good idea, since my memory is going to shit nowadays.

I wanted to start this blog yesterday, because it was the first of the month.  But I moved back to college and my day was complete and utter chaos.  Be lucky I'm even functioning at this point in time.  I haven't felt this tired since...this time last year.  I moved back early to help out with the Hall Move-In, which technically makes me a Pointer Pal (a stupid name for an almost useless position).  I never sleep good the first night in any new location, and it was worsened by the fact that my room is currently set at Florida Everglades or Amazon Rainforest temperature and atmosphere.  I was literally plastered to my sheets all throughout the night.  I also woke up every hour, on the hour.  It was miserable.  I'm hoping --nay-- praying that it'll be cooler tonight.  It's always so flipping hot the first week of classes and then somehow September remembers it's supposed to be a cooler month and WHAM! Summer clothes are being stored away until the next trip home and you're wearing several layers of clothes to prevent frostbite and hypothermia.

Tomorrow is the official move-in day for incoming students, aka FRESHMEN!  I should say I'm excited to be the typical upperclassmen to these peons, but I'm rooming with one (who, coincidentally, just graduated from my old high school).  I never really understood freshmen hazing in college; no one knows what year you are unless you make it completely obvious, like walking into the wrong classroom, wrong building or you get lost in the Science Building (to this day, I cannot find my way to classes in that god-forsaken piece of architecture).  I think hazing of underclassmen is only prevalent in high school, where you spend 6-7 hours a day with the same people and you know who is who.  Unless you join a fraternity or sorority, I can't tell if you're a freshmen or a Super Senior.

I'm excited for the semester to start, because I finally figured out what I want to do with my life.  I have to go in next week and switch some things around, but hopefully I'll get on the path I want soon enough.  I'm currently a Psychology and Sociology major, with German and History as minors.  If all goes to plan, I should be a Broadfield Social Sciences with Teaching Intent major, minoring in History, along with Psychology and Anthropology.  Why all the "-ologies", you ask?  Simple.  I'm making my life easier by combining my two majors into one and adding anthropology to help me make headway into the world of Folklore. 

I chose to go into the world of Folklore after realizing that I wouldn't be comfortable in any other career than this.  I can't incorporate my interests in a job that would have me sitting behind a computer for 8 hours a day.  Granted, that's what I'll probably be doing later, but at least I'm doing something I enjoy.  I can integrate my interests (historical places, paranormal, writing, research) and *hopefully* accomplish something.  We'll see, I guess.

I finally got my desk organized and I realized that I have a lot of space, but nothing to fill in those spaces.  My room is extremely storage-friendly.  Under my bed, I have so many areas to squirrel away items that I most likely will be acquiring over the next semester.

I'm also watching Tosh.0 at the moment and even though I've seen this episode probably 20 times, it still cracks me up.

On that note, I think I'll post a picture with each blog post.  Today...



Getting attacked by bubbles of my own face!
OH THE HUMANITY!