Hi Blogosphere. Guess what.
I'm at college.
Yes, you heard me right. I, Joella Travis, am now officially a poor college student. Today marks my 7th complete day at college, and my eighth day overall.
College so far is a lot of fun. For one thing, the campus is gorgeous. I swear that every other person that I talk to is a Doctor Who fan. It's awesome. Also, it seems like everyone is from the Chicago area. Every person: Me: "Where are you from?" Them: "Chicago area." Every. Single. Time.
I miss Orientation Week. We got free meals, and my orientation group leader was awesome. He checked me in for registration on Saturday and said something like "Oh, you're in my orientation group!" First thing I thought? "Oh my god he sounds so gay." And then my first orientation group meeting happened. Oh man. That was so awkward. Then again, icebreaker games always are. At the end of the week, I still couldn't name everyone in my orientation group. Oh well. At the end of the first meeting, the only names I remembered were the name of my orientation leader (Michael) and this guy who will be known as "The Situation" from now on, or TS. The Situation is about my height, spiky hair about the same color as mine, blue eyes (maybe) and he always walks around with his sunglasses on the back of his head carrying a skateboard. He fascinates me.
Anyway. The orientation meetings were always a kick. I skipped the second one because I didn't know about it, and I was watching Doctor Who, okay? A girl has to have her priorities straight. I can only stay away from the internet for so long. But the third one was a diversity exercise, and that one was definitely interesting. They put two orientation groups together in a room in Old Main and asked generic questions, and you were supposed to go to one side of the room or the other, depending on if you agreed or disagreed with the statement. Some statements that stuck out were "Islam is a religion that promotes terrorism"; "Everyone has a right to get married"; "People with mental disorders should not be discriminated against in consideration for a job," etc. The Islam one really grinded my gears because I think it's way too close to 9/11. (btw: happy ten-year anniversary for 9/11. I'm celebrating because it's my mom's birthday. Yes. Best birthday present ever. Man, people suck some time.) Everyone but two people were on the "disagree" side for that one. One of the guys who agreed with the statement said that he agreed because he hates all religions and said that he believes that God tells everyone what to do, and that he told the terrorists to bomb New York. Yeah. He was kind of annoying. Oh well. I only had to deal with him that one night. And then most everyone was on the agree side for the 'everyone has a right to be married' one... except then someone (don't remember their name) had to open their mouth and say something about what if a 60-year-old wants to marry a 15-year-old. And then a bunch of people went over to the disagree side. Sigh. I took it to mean that everyone has a right to get married regardless of their sexual orientation. So. Yeah.
Michael didn't have much to say over the next couple of days, so one day he took us on a tour of the basements around campus, and then the next day he took us on a tour of the area around Galesburg. It was pretty cool.
And then classes started. I'm taking ENG 120: Intro to Lit, Latin 101 and my first-year preciptorial (commonly called FP) is How Water Shapes Humanity. Fancy, right? Only problem is that the FP is not so much fun... I've only had one day of class, but it's not what I was expecting. At all. Oh well. I'm going to talk to the teacher after class tomorrow, and see if I can get a better feel of what it's going to be like. It could be that I'm just not used to science courses, despite my dad being a brain scientist. Or something. I dunno. Science courses are not my forte, but I need to get used to taking courses I don't particularly want, because I will have to do that.
English class is awesome though, and not just because TS is in it, though that's always a plus. The teacher is insane and really lively and enthusiastic about the class, which is definitely good. She also enjoys going off on random tangents. For example, on Friday she was in the middle of saying something when she looked up at the ceiling and noticed a wasp flying around one of the lights. She then said, "I wonder if that wasp is going to fly down and sting me. That would be bad." And then she went on to explain how Old Main (the building the classroom is in) gets infested with wasps every spring and fall (exactly what we want to know, right?) and often she and her officemates will be standing on their desks with cans of RAID in their hands. It was hilarious.
Latin is going to be okay, I think. The teacher is kind of dry, but right now we're just going over basic pronunciation stuff. I'm hoping once we get past that, the class will get a lot better. There's this one guy though that will not stopping asking questions. It's so infuriating. He then asks followup questions to his questions and doesn't let the teacher teach for more than three minutes. It's kind of ridiculous. JUST LET THE WOMAN TEACH. THEN THE CLASS WOULDN'T BE SO BORING HOLY CRAP. Sorry. He just annoys me.
This weekend though was interesting. I discovered yesterday afternoon that it is very difficult to do your homework when you don't physically have your textbooks. I ordered them from Amazon Wednesday night and they're supposed to arrive tomorrow! I'll probably pick them up tomorrow after my FP. I can finally not feel insufficient in Latin and English. Thank god. I hate having to borrow books from people. I hate feeling like I owe people things.
But yeah. I get to see TS in class tomorrow and I'm probably too excited for it. Oh well. Sue me, people. I also get to spend another 70 minutes in an English class and I am so excited. I don't know if you've noticed, but I love English classes. I just love them. They're so much fun. And people don't like English.... I don't understand those people. How can you not like English? English is fucking awesome. So much fun.
I'll talk to you next week, blogosphere.
Allons-y, Allonso.
PS. Doctor Who this week was awesome. Go watch the Girl Who Waited right now.
PPS: If you're able to watch this video and not have a huge desire to watch Doctor Who after it, I don't know what's wrong with you.
I'm at college.
Yes, you heard me right. I, Joella Travis, am now officially a poor college student. Today marks my 7th complete day at college, and my eighth day overall.
College so far is a lot of fun. For one thing, the campus is gorgeous. I swear that every other person that I talk to is a Doctor Who fan. It's awesome. Also, it seems like everyone is from the Chicago area. Every person: Me: "Where are you from?" Them: "Chicago area." Every. Single. Time.
I miss Orientation Week. We got free meals, and my orientation group leader was awesome. He checked me in for registration on Saturday and said something like "Oh, you're in my orientation group!" First thing I thought? "Oh my god he sounds so gay." And then my first orientation group meeting happened. Oh man. That was so awkward. Then again, icebreaker games always are. At the end of the week, I still couldn't name everyone in my orientation group. Oh well. At the end of the first meeting, the only names I remembered were the name of my orientation leader (Michael) and this guy who will be known as "The Situation" from now on, or TS. The Situation is about my height, spiky hair about the same color as mine, blue eyes (maybe) and he always walks around with his sunglasses on the back of his head carrying a skateboard. He fascinates me.
Anyway. The orientation meetings were always a kick. I skipped the second one because I didn't know about it, and I was watching Doctor Who, okay? A girl has to have her priorities straight. I can only stay away from the internet for so long. But the third one was a diversity exercise, and that one was definitely interesting. They put two orientation groups together in a room in Old Main and asked generic questions, and you were supposed to go to one side of the room or the other, depending on if you agreed or disagreed with the statement. Some statements that stuck out were "Islam is a religion that promotes terrorism"; "Everyone has a right to get married"; "People with mental disorders should not be discriminated against in consideration for a job," etc. The Islam one really grinded my gears because I think it's way too close to 9/11. (btw: happy ten-year anniversary for 9/11. I'm celebrating because it's my mom's birthday. Yes. Best birthday present ever. Man, people suck some time.) Everyone but two people were on the "disagree" side for that one. One of the guys who agreed with the statement said that he agreed because he hates all religions and said that he believes that God tells everyone what to do, and that he told the terrorists to bomb New York. Yeah. He was kind of annoying. Oh well. I only had to deal with him that one night. And then most everyone was on the agree side for the 'everyone has a right to be married' one... except then someone (don't remember their name) had to open their mouth and say something about what if a 60-year-old wants to marry a 15-year-old. And then a bunch of people went over to the disagree side. Sigh. I took it to mean that everyone has a right to get married regardless of their sexual orientation. So. Yeah.
Michael didn't have much to say over the next couple of days, so one day he took us on a tour of the basements around campus, and then the next day he took us on a tour of the area around Galesburg. It was pretty cool.
And then classes started. I'm taking ENG 120: Intro to Lit, Latin 101 and my first-year preciptorial (commonly called FP) is How Water Shapes Humanity. Fancy, right? Only problem is that the FP is not so much fun... I've only had one day of class, but it's not what I was expecting. At all. Oh well. I'm going to talk to the teacher after class tomorrow, and see if I can get a better feel of what it's going to be like. It could be that I'm just not used to science courses, despite my dad being a brain scientist. Or something. I dunno. Science courses are not my forte, but I need to get used to taking courses I don't particularly want, because I will have to do that.
English class is awesome though, and not just because TS is in it, though that's always a plus. The teacher is insane and really lively and enthusiastic about the class, which is definitely good. She also enjoys going off on random tangents. For example, on Friday she was in the middle of saying something when she looked up at the ceiling and noticed a wasp flying around one of the lights. She then said, "I wonder if that wasp is going to fly down and sting me. That would be bad." And then she went on to explain how Old Main (the building the classroom is in) gets infested with wasps every spring and fall (exactly what we want to know, right?) and often she and her officemates will be standing on their desks with cans of RAID in their hands. It was hilarious.
Latin is going to be okay, I think. The teacher is kind of dry, but right now we're just going over basic pronunciation stuff. I'm hoping once we get past that, the class will get a lot better. There's this one guy though that will not stopping asking questions. It's so infuriating. He then asks followup questions to his questions and doesn't let the teacher teach for more than three minutes. It's kind of ridiculous. JUST LET THE WOMAN TEACH. THEN THE CLASS WOULDN'T BE SO BORING HOLY CRAP. Sorry. He just annoys me.
This weekend though was interesting. I discovered yesterday afternoon that it is very difficult to do your homework when you don't physically have your textbooks. I ordered them from Amazon Wednesday night and they're supposed to arrive tomorrow! I'll probably pick them up tomorrow after my FP. I can finally not feel insufficient in Latin and English. Thank god. I hate having to borrow books from people. I hate feeling like I owe people things.
But yeah. I get to see TS in class tomorrow and I'm probably too excited for it. Oh well. Sue me, people. I also get to spend another 70 minutes in an English class and I am so excited. I don't know if you've noticed, but I love English classes. I just love them. They're so much fun. And people don't like English.... I don't understand those people. How can you not like English? English is fucking awesome. So much fun.
I'll talk to you next week, blogosphere.
Allons-y, Allonso.
PS. Doctor Who this week was awesome. Go watch the Girl Who Waited right now.
PPS: If you're able to watch this video and not have a huge desire to watch Doctor Who after it, I don't know what's wrong with you.
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