Well, the wheels of the blog are beginning to turn again, after a somewhat unexpectedly long intermission. But college has started, and it seems appropriate to pick up where we last left off.
College is a clusterfuck. I absolutely abhor being a commuter, especially with all of the city driving around Orange. There are some really scary off/on ramps that cause me to have an adrenaline rush everytime. Because there's always traffic.
Interesting note: my school is not a morning school. My classes began on Monday and Tuesday at 9:30 and 8:30 respectively, and if I get there are 8:30 there are hundreds, of parking spots open. But at 11:00 that number goes down to a much lower number. Today that number was 4. That's low. Mighty low.
My classes are alright. I have this one teacher for 6 hours on Monday who's pretty chill. He kind of reminds me of a fatter, older, more Jewish Jacob Gibson.
I'm living at my Grandpa's house in case you haven't heard. So far, it's been mutually understandingly awkward. I couldn't have asked for anything better I suppose. You see, my grandpa and I haven't really talked. Ever. I've seen him plenty, it's just neither one of us really understands one another very well.
Tonight is my first night off. And no homework. Score.
I can't wait until I finally start tutoring people. I have so much freaking open time. I need to plug up the time holes! NEED!! I'm taking a creative writing class with one of my high school friend's dad. It's kind of trippy because he recognized me and I was really hoping/expecting/banking on him not. Now it's just awkward, but I already bought the book, so I guess I'm sticking with it.
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Yay for posts returning! Enjoy the creative writing class, awkward dadfriend-teacher aside.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the world of commuting. I agree with you that city driving is the worst. Thank God for fullerton being near a freeway.
ReplyDeletelol jewish jacob!
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