back home again in nq 208

you would think that the sociology department thought that there was only one class room on ball state's campus.  i am certain that 90% of my sociology classes over the past few years have all been in north quadrangle, room 208.  i don't even look to see where my classes are anymore... i just assume that if the class title starts with "soc" then it is in that room.  

what i love even more about this room is that, every one always sits in the same place. i have gotten to the point that i am recognizing at least half of the people in my classes. sarah fields always sits in the far corner or the front row, jason leist is usually late, but finds a way to the very middle of the class room. kenny sits in the back corner, adam minich sits a few rows in from the door near the back, as do i, the socially awkward kid named matthew sits in the front row near the door...  i could continue... but it is becoming monotonous.

i think the new freshman are amazing. a girl stopped me in the hallway and asked, "what building am i in?"  i wanted to hug her.  i am certain that i looked the same way when i was a freshman.  that look of pure and utter fear, feeling completely overwhelmed by surrounding, not to mention the amount of people that are passing by.... nope. never mind.  i still appear that way...

kevin is back in school.  he took a year off, and i'm sure that a lot of people didn't believe him when he said things like, "i'm going back in the fall."  but, rest assured, he is back in school as we speak.  i am very proud of him.

my landlord fixed my house.  i have no idea what is going to happen to the wall, but it has not gotten worse... in fact... i think that the water stain is disappearing.  tomorrow a guy is coming to fix the air conditioner and my landlord is going to clean the basement floor, and then we will be golden.  

i am forty-five minutes away from starting my first job. i wasn't supposed to start until tomorrow, but some one needed a shift covered, and i picked it up.  i'll be at the computer lab until one in the morning, but i've got a book and an entire room full of computers to keep me occupied.  

katie has senioritis.  i kind of forgot that that happens to you in college, too.  i am glad that i am still enjoying college, though... i do believe that i was ready to graduate from high school when i was a sophomore, so i think i am doing much better.  in class today, all of my professors asked those stupid questions like, "what do you plan on doing with your major?" my future career plans are kind of dull, so it isn't even fun to talk about with people. i mean... don't get me wrong. i'm going to love my job, but no one else really cares about human resources, so its much more interesting to just be in college.

i aspire to go star gazing at some point this week.  i'm keeping my eyes peeled for a clear night.  if any one reading this wants to go, talk to me.  i need star gazing buddies.

school's in... nearly.

i have internet at my house now. it is such a luxury to sit on my couch and blog. paying for it will be interesting, but i'll manage. 

i got a job at the computer labs on campus. all of my shifts are in one lab, and its the testing lab. the instructors and professors who are too lazy to grade their own exams post them up on a special website, and to take these tests, students have to come to my lab and sign in, and take it while i'm looking over their shoulder.  my job will consist of signing people in and out, walking around the room every once in awhile to spot the cheaters, cleaning the computers once a week, and doing my homework in the meantime.  i've been told that it is the easiest, most laid-back job on campus... which is why i pursued it. i'm pretty excited about it.

i kind of had forgotten what muncie was like with students in it. the freshman started moving in this past wednesday, and the entire campus was buzzing. i'll be glad to get back into classes, and see familiar faces and all, but i really likes the quiet nights i spent on campus this summer.  

the freshman are all adorable and all skinny... my roommate attributes that to the freshman fifteen weight gain that has yet to come.  i like listening to their conversations with their parents.  "where do i go to get a parking pass?" "oh i'm sure you can go to your dorm and ask for one. they seem to have plenty of parking in front of your building." it's cute, really. i remember feeling so out of place when i first arrived two years ago.  my first night in my dorm room was so intimidating. my roommate hadn't arrived yet, so i just sat in my room and watch forrest gump. since then, the movie has become a sort-of safety blanket for me. anyway... poor freshmen... i just want to hold their hands and tell them that they'll get through it.  

i've really enjoyed this last week, though.  i went to the heorot and mo's with kevin and his roommate joe a few times already.  those boys are fun.  joe and i were sitting in corners making fun of the people dancing with glow sticks, and kevin hardly likes the taste of any alcohol, so drinking with him is fun, purely because of the faces he makes when he does drink. plus i have yet to buy a drink for myself. i'm glad kevin makes good tips at work... 

maybe i could get away with setting out a tip jar in the computer lab...

oh just a few more minutes, sweetie.

i was never ever one of those kids who disliked going to the dentist.  my dentist is really nice, and there was always a disney movie playing, and every one had really fun scrubs with things like strawberry shortcake or my little ponies on them.  plus i always got a prize and a sticker every time for being such a good little patient.

i still go to the same dentist... i am twenty one years old and still go to the same dentist... except now, instead of little mermaid playing, its finding nemo followed by an interview by the jonas brothers... and instead of a sticker and a prize, i get hit on by sixteen year old boys who are there to get their braces colors changed... 

besides all of the awful social awkwardness, i also had to get two cavities filled.  laying back for an hour and a half with my mouth wide open feeling the drill despite two rounds of novocain isn't exactly what i call a thrill.  in the end, they told me that my tooth is too sensitive to work on, and i have to go back in a month. i growled at them all at an inaudible volume... 

anyway... i think i should find a new dentist.. one that doesn't mind giving out stickers to twenty-one year olds.