yale...Long drive. Music. Rest stops.
Slept about 6 hours. Police cars were blocking our driveway yesterday. Nothing really. Weird, two incidents in about an hour. Nothing to do with me.
I can see a street from my window. Dunno what street it is.
Dunno. Should look at the campus map. I'll probably forget.
I told my parents I'd be taking a nap. Maybe I should.
My mom and I were out Thursday and we decided to walk on a nature trail. Mom got maybe one mosquito bite. But the things were swarming around me. They attacked my right arm. They were trying to suck the blood out and cut off circulation at my elbow so that my forearm would fall off. That, at least, is the theory. I have nine (nine!!!) bites on my right arm, three on my back, and one on my other arm. What the hell??????
Anyway, doesn't itch anymore, just looks like I have a strange sort of skin malady.
I'm confused as to why the mosquitos got my right arm almost exclusively. I think it was a plot. A conspiracy. They all banded together to disable my right arm. No - they were motorized mosquitos sent out by the government! To give everyone West Nile virus - or maybe just me....
Crap shoot.
Dinner is at 5:30. Two hours. I think I'll get used to this place. And the bathroom on the floor below me. There are four showers and one stall. There are four rooms with two students in each, in this suite. I hope we all don't want to take showers at the same time. Ick. Maybe there's a secret entrance in my dorm room to secret private bathroom with a huuuge bathtub. And then I could just take a nice, warm-ish (it's hot here) bath. Ahh...no. Oh well.
Nothing else to say.
Dead
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the next sentance is false. the previous sentance is true
"...,naturally, I must be related to them, right? I pointed out that, shockingly, not all Asians are related..."(Armstrong, The Summoning, page 312)
I wish I was just here and I didn't have to write this 2 minute speech I got today that's due tomorrow. It's on an editorial or whatever. I can't even think of a topic. It's almost midnight and I stay up until 12:30 every night, which I'm not used to, and I'm planning to wake up early tomorrow so I can shower before everyone else gets up.
Actually, I am pretty miserable. I feel like I have nothing to say to these people. I'm hopeless at conversation as usual, and I'm stuck in this "leadership and public service" class where I have to give speeches. I'll probably die. Of course, it's technically just the first real day...and it's been so long, I feel like I've been here a week.
I'm just going to ramble to you. I hope you don't mind.
Today we had a tour of campus, and campus is basically all over new haven, so we did a lot of walking. This was a few hours after breakfast, after we had our first class. I guess I didn't eat enough for breakfast, because we were walking and I was totally getting low blood sugar and I was freaking out a little (although not visibly). I was shaking and I felt light-headed. And I had forgotten my wallet so I couldn't buy anything when we went to barnes and noble. (Not even food
The coursework is ok. I like constitutional law. It's a sort of boring class, and the teacher is so biased on the democratic side (as a conservative I feel even more like an outsider, not good...). But I like interpreting the constitution. I'm not quite sure about how it should be interpreted, so it leaves so much room for critical analysis on my part (in my own head
Oh, other pluses of being at Yale - it looks kind of just like Hogwarts. Yeah, even the place where we eat meals is comparable to the Great Hall. Really high ceilings and old looking and stuff. The buildings are awesome. And me and my 5 suite-mates get our own building basically because they decided NOT to house us in the sixth floor of one of the dorm areas. Something about construction or whatever. Either way I'd have died dragging suitcases up six flights of stairs. And another plus - there's only us six and our residential advisor kind of forgets to do room checks at 11. Case in point - it is now 11:45 and she hasn't shown up. She came at like 1 am yesterday and I was already asleep.
I'll bet nobody would be congregating in my room right now if not for the fact that I don't have a laptop. I brought the new mini mac, so I can't move it. Also my room is better and it has a full closet and stuff, so I guess that's why. (I'm just being negative. I'm thoroughly convinced none of them like me at all.)
I know all the negativity will go away once I leave this place on the 18th or whatever. I need to have my ipod, but my mom wouldn't let me bring it. Yeah. I mean, we are going to NYC twice but I don't care that much. I mean I want to go and shop, but I already have the preconceived notion that I will have a horrible/unpleasant experience. (horrible would be worst, unpleasant would be best - I am totally on the negativity train and I need to stop. But I just can't. )
I'm not expecting you to help or anything or even give an opinion, I'm just venting. *VENT*
I'm really tired. Not expecting to get any sleep. Will probably pass out tomorrow afternoon. Maybe I'll chicken out and ask my mom to get me out of here early. I actually half considered it.
Anyway...stay optimistic and happy-fuzzy-bunny-like!! (yyyeeeaahh. No, really. I'm serious. I have to sleep on ugly pink sheets and I HATE PINK blahblahblah blahhhhh)
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"My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre," Ford muttered to himself, "and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes."
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