some Easter bunnies my mother sent me. <3 her.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY. let's talk about electrochemistry for a bit. BATTERIES! Half-cells, galvanic cells. Tin, lead, copper, iodine, nitrate, hypochloride...let's talk about how Gibbs Free Energy relates to number of electrons, Faraday's constant, and standard electric potential of a cell? Or we couldn't. Normally I'm all up in electrochemistry's face. We go to parties and circle each other, making jabs about each other's girlfriends until we end up on the back patio and I've got it in a headlock, you know, then we reach equilibrium and call it a day. BUT TODAY NO. Today electrochemistry is wrestling me to the ground. "Your watch is dying!" it shouts. "Next time you go outside your car won't start! Take that, bitch!" It's cuttin me deep. I thought underneath it all we could get along. I WAS WRONG.
IN other news. Housing! I don't know what it's like up there--from New Orleans, everything is UP THERE--but down here they do a lottery for housing. Everyone's in random order. And everyone wants to get with who they want, whatever, and your time slot only lasts about twenty minutes until other people can register at the same time as you. And since my BFFs are two lovely ladies--have you noticed something here? two lovely ladies and then just a bunch of guys? Why am I always surrounded by two lovely ladies and a bunch of guys? Carrie/Bailey then the 6th floor, Hannah/Amanda and the party, Monica/Lindsey and the band, Mollee/me and the soccer team ETC--but I lost my point. point. HOUSING! RIGHT! Well housing three people is tricky. We have lots of doubles. doubles as in four people sharing two room and a bathroom. (We are fairly lucky, I think most sophomores get suite-style living except for the Greek Letters--have I gone on my greek letter rant? give me a paragraph--but they're mostly shared doubles.) We wanted a single and a double in Willow. So my time is 2pm, right the first day, a great time, real early and I'm gonna get to pick from a lot. except the server crashes. FRUSTRATION! so instead of carrying on with my day, I have to sit around checking the internet every fifteen minutes waiting for the servers go back online while trying to eat Taco Bell (a complete failure--they gave me sour cream? I said no sour cream, it makes me sick!) and watch Good Morning Vietnam, which took forever to buffer. (might explain my tone right now too.) Anyway. Story back on track. So at 4:15, two hours after I'm supposed to register, we get into Willow A. A triple in Willow A. Now Willow is the nice dorm.
Whereas in Butler you can stand in the floor and touch both beds. Willow is three separate buildings with strange courtyards interspersed between, and Willow A is the closest to campus, so that's good. Actually it's fantastic. This is cause for celebration. We're so excited.
GREEK LETTER RANT. I don't know if Greek Life is like this everywhere--I bet it's not, and I'm probably exaggerating it here. but really, you know the sorority girl/frat boy type. I have nothing against them. I just know that large groups of guys get bad ideas and think they're good ideas--I'm friends with mostly boys. The soccer team saran wrapping my english teacher's car is a good example. Multiply this by twenty and add alcohol and you get fraternities. Whatever, boys bein' boys. Call me sexist but there it is--all my life this has been typical behavior for large groups of males, so I've come to expect it. Sororities? Large groups of females, on the other hand, I have no experience with. They give you a dress code? Are you kidding? Why is everyone on campus wearing a white dress today? And I mean, okay dressing alike, whatever. But it's a sort of exclusivist mindset. I was in line behind a Greek Letter (a Theta, I think) at the bagel place and another Theta cut in front of me so they could talk. "Oh my god, I was waiting for another Theta to come along so I'd have someone to talk to!" she exclaimed (not making this up not exaggerating this). The two had never met before. And I mean, fine, the friendship part, I get. I've talked to people who are like well I just like the social aspect, knowing you're part of an extended family who will take care of you even if you don't know them. But the concept that she only wanted to talk to other Greek Letters is what annoys me. People who aren't Greek Letters aren't people? And they have so much to do. JR's roommate is in Kappa Alpha and they have to be at the house from 9-5, have mandatory study hall every night from 7-10, mandatory parties every weekend and some weeknights, and jeez how do they have don't for this stuff. Some fraternities and sorities on campus don't let their pledges walk alone: someone in my lab was taking about how they have to take three people with them when they go to class: one to take them there and one to take them back. Really? Really? Are you serious? People have skipped class because they can't find anyone to go with them. And I've heard that if you break this rue, they drive you somewhere in New Orleans and make you walk back to campus. What the fuck. This is awful. And in related news, the only dorms for sophomores that don't have suite-style living are Phelps and Irby--which are like giant motels--and are advertised as good for groups of six, seven, or eight people: ie GREEK LETTERS LIVE HERE. Carrie heard it's full already. HAH.
Really all this is just glad I have real friends who are also nonGreek and I'm super thankful that we got a good room, and I don't wanna do chemistry. Also I have an Ebio test on Plants and Fungi friday. Did you know the largest living organism in the world is a fungus? It grows underground and sprouts mushrooms up at the edges in a circle. Apparently it encircles an entire thousand acre plus forest up in the northwest somewhere.
ps my finals are may 4th, may 6th, and may 7th (maybe, that's english). I have no idea what the english final will be. My parents are coming down the 8th and we leave for home the 9th. It's so close, it's so weird.