It's pouring rain outside. The marble that trims this entire school is glistening with wet. The white lines that crisscross through the campus, the smooth white stairs that students have to cross in order to get to half their classes, the giant spreads of white stone that lay as the entrance to most of the buildings = one really dangerous morning trek to anywhere.
Therefore I'm hiding in my room in Wolman listening to that Chopin piece I can't play and eating a sandwich.
I have to reread 2.5 Macroeconomics chapters because overslept and missed this morning's lecture. I have to get the history notes from the other JFong in this school who happens to have history with me, because I overslept and missed this morning's lecture. I have to go over to my friend's room and get the Calc notes from him because... I overslept and missed this morning's lecture.
I never realized how important the alarm on my phone was until it didn't ring and caused me to sleep into the two digits this morning.
At least I got 8+ hours of sleep. 3:00am - 11:30am.
Yes, 3:00am is pretty average at this point. In between going out ;), eating pancakes at 11pm, 140+ pages of reading in one night, sleep doesn't seem to have a place in my life anymore. Disappointing.
Welcome to college.
On the other hand, I've met people from literally all over the world -- Africa, Sweden (my roomie!), Belgium, Mexico, throughout the US. I found out that I'm really not that bad at Volleyball, and rediscovered my loathing of Calculus (and the fact that I can't process math). I went mudsliding in the midst of a Hurricane Irene (aka just really heavy rain) and eat a ridiculous amount of food everyday. I play more piano now than I have in 7 years, and more consistently than I have in 7-8 years.
So despite the treacheries of the fine white marble that literally called out to me the first time I drove by this campus back in April 2010, Life is pretty darn good.
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