College is so cool.

This post mostly concerns the number of really cool, great things that I get to do this weekend, all for simply attending SU.

For one, last night. You are all going to think this is so funny. I went on a library tour! And learned all about the many great things that the library has to offer. Unbeknownst to me, there is a top secret sixth floor study room that you need a key to get into it! I can't wait to check that out. It is true that while most people were embracing the meaning of "Thirsty Thursdays," I was immersing myself in the wonderful structure of the Bird Library.

This afternoon, I'm meeting with the EDITOR of Marie-Claire magazine. I can hardly believe it myself. Me and a few other students are a part of Ed2010, the magazine networking group on campus, are having brunch with her. Actual brunch with an actual editor.

And tomorrow I will be waking up bright and early to go build my very first house! Well actually tomorrow I think I'm building shacks for the Shack-a-Thon here on campus (where everyone sleeps in shacks on the Quad...yeah. I don 't get it either) but then I will be building houses. Real houses for people in need. I am just so excited.

And on Sunday I am going to go have my bubble tea (because I found this cute little restaurant that sells it) and go on a walk for Breast Cancer. I've never volunteered so much in my life - but I think it's actually fun to do community service.

I read a very interesting article the other day about "Top Ten Jobs of the Future." As you all know, since being at college I have begun to question my very carefully laid out plan that I had designed for myself. Not surprisingly, there was nothing about print journalism in the top ten jobs of the future. Gee, I wonder why. But then, I read further done and a Brain Analyst IS one of the top ten! Someone who can interpret language patterns in the brain! And they make $200,000!

I don't know. Med school, public communications. Med school, public communications. So many opportunities! So little time. Would it be crazy to triple major?

Ha - don't answer that. Even I realize that I triple major would be pushing the envelope.

DanceWorks!

So when I finished my senior year of dance, I told everyone that was it for me. When I went to college, I was sure that I wanted to try new things (things I had never gotten to do because I was always at the dance studio) and I also just wanted to focus on schoolwork.

Right well. That philosophy worked out for the first three months or so. It was nice not having to do parades or go to summer dance classes. But as soon as I got to SU, it pretty much hit me.

I can't live without dance class! My body was absolutely begging me to go do some splits and some pirouettes. I could feel it.

So, I signed up for DanceWorks, which is a performance team here. They offer every style of dance you can imagine, AND  you have to try-out. Which is good. Try-outs are good.

But I haven't danced since the beginning of June, and holy cow! I went to the workshops on Monday and Tuesday (and going again tonight!) and my legs are screaming in agony! The only time I don't feel sore is when I'm sleeping. And I had spin class this morning and that was killer on the legs too.

However, going four months without dance class made me realize. I do actually miss it. I was definitely having doubts about dance as the end of my senior year came closer. And now I see. Dance is just as much a part of me as homework is!

A Thing About College.

What they say is true: College changes your life. But it doesn't immediately change your life by way of more friends, more parties, and more freedoms, but rather, it changes the way you think about things.

Now, I'm never one to think small, so of course when I'm thinking about "things," I'm really considering my future.

I thought I knew for sure what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a journalist, and eventually an editor. Three weeks in though, I was like, "Wow. Doing PR work would be a really fun job too." And now I'm thinking, I love my linguistics class and one of the "Top Ten Jobs of the Future" is a neurolinguist. I could do neurology. I could analyze brains all day long. I could do that, I could go to med school.

Obviously, being a doctor and being an editor in public communications are two things that are totally different, as different as night and day. One is creative, fun, the other all science and hard fact. What's a girl to do? I love researching things, but I'm not big on science or math. But then I think to myself, maybe it's because I haven't been exposed to the kinds of sciences that I'm actually interested in.

I just don't know what to do. The good news is is that I've only been in college for one month and I have ages to actually decide what I want to do with my life. Who knows. I may even find a love for...I don't know. Veterinary Science or Astrophysics before I graduate. Both are pretty unlikely, but the possibilities are endless.

The moral to this blog post is, keep your mind open. You'll never find something  you love if you just stick to the planned course all the time. I can't believe I actually just typed that, but there you go - I told you at the top. College changes your life, and I can definitely see it having an effect on me.

Come to SU!

So I look outside my window today, and I see a huge group of parents and teenagers being led/herded by an Orientation Leader, and I think to myself, "Self, that can only mean one thing..."

Today is a SU Open House!

Open Houses are really weird to experience when you're on the other side of things. I can't believe that just last year, I was in all of these kid's position - going on multiple college tours and trying to find the right one for me.

I like to look at their faces. I am absolutely sure that that is how my face looked when I went on the tour here: awe-struck. I was definitely intimidated the first time I came to SU. I didn't even think that I wanted to go here. (obviously that changed after my second visit.)

But they just throw so much information at you! And you look around at all of the college kids and you're like, "How could I ever fit in here? With all of these older kids??"

Every college tour  you go on though, gets a little bit better. You start to learn what questions to ask. You know that the college kids walking around campus won't eat you. You realize that yes, you can actually survive in a college environment.

I didn't even go on multiple college tours. I went to one here in October, one at Hofstra in February, and then I returned to SU in April. It was that April visit that I just knew.

It sounds cliche, but you really do know it when it hits you. All of a sudden, you have this epiphany. You can see yourself walking around. Going to classes. Sitting out on the Quad. It all comes together in that one magical moment and then you sign the paper and pay the alarmingly expensive deposit and your new life is just months away from beginning.

They should tell you that kind of thing on these college tours. Then maybe these poor kids wouldn't look so nervous!

Big week coming up.

I am personally of the opinion that I'm much more at ease at college than I ever was in high school. Like last night, I was okay with not doing my homework and leaving it instead, for today (okay...it wasn't really homework...it was the assignment for next weeks class. But that's besides the point!)

And now, withe three EXAMS. Not just tests, exams, coming up next week. I regret to tell you all that I have quickly reverted into my old self and am now in super-study Katelyn mode.

It's just really important to me that I do well on these exams. They are worth an astounding percentage of my final grade, and I don't think it paints me in a very positive light if I don't get a one hundred.

So I have devised a very clever study schedule that looks a lot like my tenth grade Regents study schedule. All color coded and what not.

Linguistics is the exam on Monday. It shouldn't be too bad because I really like the subject, so I read the book all the time. But still. You never know. That's the exam I'm studying for for today. And I have a review session to go to tomorrow. And I also made flash cards.

Calculus is Tuesday. Blah. Bound to be hard and challenging, and math and I have never exactly gotten along too well. The only positive side to this exam is that this Calculus class is basically the course I took last year. So it's almost like review, except with a challenging college twist.

And they have absolutely saved the best for last, because on Wednesday it's my Communications and Society exam. Taught by the Dean, this class is always hard. It's my least favorite one, mostly because I find the material to be kind of dull and the chapters in the textbook to be really long. Anyways, I could probably study for the rest of my life for this test and still think it's hard. And something tells me that Dean Branham does not make easy test questions.

So will all of these big exams coming up, don't be alarmed if a) I post  to this blog sparingly or b) the posts for this blog are so frantic that you're concerned for my mental health.

(Mom, if option "b" is the case, please pick up the phone and call your daughter.)

Be good, build houses.

"Be good, build houses." The slogan for the Habitat for Humanity chapter here at SU.

For those of you who don't know, Habitat for Humanity is the organization that builds houses for families that are underprivileged or don't have the means to make ends meet.

Every Saturday there is a build in the city of Syracuse on the West Side...a scary neighborhood, to say the least. We go and actually build a house. I asked if there was any experience necessary and they assured me that there was not. That's good, because I have had zero interaction with any sort of power tool. Ever.

I'm really excited about Habitat for Humanity, because it is something that I have always wanted to do. I didn't actually realize that it was something I was interested in until I got here and read the flyer for it. But I guess that's what college is for! Broadening horizons and such.

I think it'll be a great way to do something for someone besides myself. Not that I'm selfish or anything. I just tend to get caught up in "me" stuff (i.e. homework, trying to be the best, more homework). Anyways, the first build is the second week in October! Yay for Habitat.

Oh Sweet Sunday.

By far my favorite day at college is Sunday.

There is just something about it. Everything is...quiet. The only negative to Sunday's is. That nobody wakes up until like eleven, so I'm alone for a good three hours before I'm joined by the rest of civilization. But that is a small price to pay.

On Sunday's, the dining hall serves breakfast all day long, to accommodate for the late night partiers and the late risers. Everyone walks around in their pajamas. Most people watch movies all day and just hang out in the lounge, with the doors to all of the dorm rooms propped open.

It all creates a very nice sense of togetherness, to put it in a totally cheesy cliche kind of way.

I like it because there is nothing scheduled for Sundays. No events, or games, or parties, or classes. Nobody has to worry about anything (which is a nice break for me). Then Monday comes, and its' back to a whole week of school, school, school.

...Which obviously isn't a bad thing.

...But I'm just saying. I savor my Sundays.

Scandal in Sadler!

Last night, I witnessed my first ever college scandal! So Jess and I (my roommate, for those of you who don't know) where literally probably the only people on the floor not going out last night.

That happens to me all the time, but this was an entirely new experience for Jess who was only staying in because of crew practice at the unfortunate time of 7 AM the next morning.

But the scandal doesn't have to do with me and Jess. It has to do with the people across the hall from us. So apparently, there is a popular college ritual called "pre-gaming," in which vast amounts of alcohol and illegal paraphernalia are consumed prior to actually going out.

Obviously, you're not supposed to drink in the dorms. A rule that I naively assumed everyone would follow. So anyways. Clearly there is pre-gaming going on the room across from me and Jess. Then all of a sudden, we hear the RA knocking on their day. Jess and I then preceded to leave our room "to brush our teeth" so we could hear what was going on.

The RA made them put all of the alcohol in the middle of the room, then dump each can out one by one. They searched the closet (where someone was actually hiding!), took their ID Cards and names, and now they all have to go to Judicial Review.

Kind of puts a damper on the night, huh?

What? It's not all about the"A?"

Right so. As all of you reading this blog know, I'm all about perfection. From a very young age, and my mom can back me up on this, it's always been about getting the one hundred, getting the "A" in school.

When I was in the fourth grade, I used to cry every day over my homework because I had problems with long division. To me, those problems represented pretty much a set up for a life time of failure. My fourth grade self was very dramatic.

But, today in my Newhouse Seminar (a class for freshmen that is designed to make our first year experience easier) upperclassmen came and talked about their experiences in the Newhouse school and in the Communications field.

And this, out out of the entire eighty minute lecture, what what stuck with me the most : grades are not the most important thing.

People have pretty much been telling me this for my entire life. I just never believed them. Clearly, your GPA was what made you who you are. But the upperclassmen today stressed that at the end of the day, it's not the 4.0 that's going to get you the job. It's the experiences you had and the paths you forged that'll make the most difference.

Oh, the Choices!

Today when I walked out of my Linguistics class and out on to the Quad, it appeared that the colors of blue and orange had somehow instituted a world wide takeover, staring first on the SU Quad.

What was the reason for this steadfast showing of school pride? It was the Student Activities fair today! I of  course knew that the fair was today, it's been in my planner for months, but I didn't realize that it would be quite so epic.

I mean there were hundreds. Hundreds! Of tables set up. With signs, and glitter, and balloons, and really enthusiastic upperclassmen that kind of resemble the kiosk stand guys at the mall. You know the ones. That   you have to avoid eye contact with unless you want to be roped in for a free nail buff or something?

Yeah. That's what the fair was like. I had to try to keep my eyes averted unless I knew that I was really interested in something. Chemistry Sorority? No thanks. Women's Ice Hockey? Probably not for me. Interpretive dance? Close, but not quite.

But I did find some really interesting clubs and organizations to get involved with. By the time I left the fair, I was loaded down with flyers and I'm sure I had a very starry eyed, confused look on my face. It was kind of overwhelming.

So I put my name on the lists for...DanceWorks (Student run dance company), OrangeSeeds (Freshmen leadership), Habitat for Humanity, comm.UNITY (PR work for non-profits), Ed2010 (nationally recognized magazine networking club), and Women in Communications.

I'm pretty sure you would have to be super human to involved with all of these things, but no harm in getting my name out there. Who knows when Habitat for Humanity will become the difference in getting a job or losing it to a competitor?? Gotta think ahead!

Oh and. I forgot to mention. The Geology Club had by far the most enticing display. LOTS of glitter. Pretty rocks. Heather, you would of just eaten it up, you rock lover you.

Reporting On Location!

So this blog comes to you not from the usual place of my dorm room desk, but a place that holds much more excitement and entertainment value.

Drumroll please...

It's the library!

I have now been in here for hours. I've lost track of the exact amount of time. I came here to the library today because I have a lot of work to do, and the dorm just has too many distractions. I'm pretty good with distractions, but even I find myself wandering down to the dining hall when I'm not even hungry when I do homework in my dorm. So I relocated.

I'm on the "silent floor" of the library. It's exquisite. There must be one hundred nice, big wooden tables to use. Perfect for spreading out all of your books and really engaging in the material haha. But even better than the tables is, of course, the quiet.

It's so much easier to get your work done when everyone around you is doing work as well. I actually feel like my typing might be too loud for the floor I'm on - that's how quiet it is!

Also, upstairs there is a cute little coffee shop called Pages where you can get food. It seems as if the people who designed the library thought of everything, so that people like me (who enjoy spending large stretches of time in the library) can stay here forever. :)

Right so. Since I'm in the library I'm sure most of you are wondering why I'm writing this blog and not doing my work. But I just needed a quick little break between Calculus and reading the some dull historic piece about German political theory!

Back to work now, for the next two and a half hours until my next class. Just call me Hermione!

Katelyn's Top 10.

So as I was walking across campus today and mentally taking note of all the things that I love about SU (because apparently, I have nothing better to think about), and I thought I would share with you my list of things that make up the reasons of why I'm so happy here.

Uncharacteristically, the list is in no particular order.

1. Walking by VPA : for those of you who don't know, VPA stands for Visual and Performing Arts, and it's a building here on campus. All of the crazily talented artists attend there. First of all, the building looks like Hogwarts. Hello! What could be better than that?? Secondly, you can walk by and hear opera singing, piano playing, and a million other beautiful sounds coming from the window. I myself, who possesses no musical ability whatsoever, think that the sound issuing from the Hogwarts building is truly magical.

...get it. Magical...Hogwarts. Haha. Harry Potter joke.

2. The All Powerful ID Card : So everyone here has an ID, and this ID grants access to all of the wondrous things that college has to offer. Want a smoothie? Swipe the ID! Need to get into the building? Swipe the ID! Want access to the super high tech work out center? Swipe the ID! Never in my 18 years has it been so easy to achieve these simple pleasures in life.

3. Getting mail : I know this is pretty general, but I'm putting it on my blog in the hopes that  you all will take note of it and send me mail in the near future. Seriously, it makes my day. Right now I hold the record on my floor for "most received mail", so lets keep that going, everyone!

4. Insomnia Cookies : They deliver at all hours of the night. Straight to the dorm. The cookies are still warm from the oven. Enough said.

5. The Ivy Covered Buildings : It's just so collegiate! To walk across the lawn and see all of the old brick buildings with the ivy growing up the side. It basically just screams college campus from a movie set. But guess what! It's real life! Real ivy!

6. Floor Meetings : I actually look forward to them. Every Sunday night, our floor gathers in the lounge to discuss whatever there is that needs to be discussed. Last night Jacob rode around on a scooter the whole time. It's a fun atmosphere and it's a nice break from the cramming sessions that everyone does on Sunday.

7. My Roommate : We just have a grand old time! It's the best! We synchronize our alarms so that neither of us will ever have to eat breakfast alone. We share everything. I get to teach her about cool American things like Twizzlers. Yesterday she asked me if deep friend Twinkies were yummy. I assured her that although I had never tried one, they are an American delicacy.

8. Taking Notes on the Laptop : Is so much easier than hand writing everything! For all of you who knew about my note taking style in high school, I am a slow, slow, slow writer. I just can't stand it if the ink is smudged or if the cross on the "t" is crooked. That's why a laptop is so great! I can just tip tap type away and save it all on word. It makes my life so much easier.

9. Having 100 advisors for any possible thing that can go wrong : Seriously, I don't think I have ever been without assistance in anything here. Any question that I have is easily answered either through email, the telephone, or face to face. I have been rest assured that I will never roam off of the track here at SU, because I have lots and lots of advisors keeping me on the straight and narrow. Not that I need help with that, because I set some pretty rigid rules for myself. But it's nice to know help is there. Just in case.

10. Everything else I haven't mentioned. I mean come on. It's SU! What's not to love???

Home to Home.

So I went home for the weekend, and it was very nice. It's nice to be able to shower without having to walk down the hallway in your robe, to not have to carry a room key and and ID card with you at all times, and to eat something other than dining hall food.

But at the same time, it's all very bizarre to be at home. Driving again-weird. Sleeping in my room-weird. You forget the stuff that just two weeks ago, you were so used to doing. I guess what they say is true. College really does become your home, whether that's a good or a bad thing, I don't know.

But either way. I loved being home and having my mom and my brother there.

And then...you come back to college, and it's also weird! Suddenly you're back in the dorm with the communal showers and the elevators and the floor meetings and it's like you were jolted out of reality for a bit. I didn't think I would ever be so happy to see my little tiny slice of heaven, my door room!

And college life is so different from home.

Because let me to tell you, only at college will there be a two hour long party in an elevator. I kid you not. Kids set up chairs and iPod speakers and just rode up and down. It was a good time (i.e. fire hazard).

A Whole New World.

Right, so! All of you lucky readers out there are now reading the blog of the recently appointed writer for the fashion magazine on campus, Zipped!

That's right, me! I get to write for a magazine here and work closely with the layouts, articles, and technicalities of magazine journalism. And, since I'm starting as a freshman, by the time I'm an upperclassman, hopefully I'll be the editor in chief!

Apart from that, I'm also blogging for a site called LiveU, which is a university run website and magazine that depicts healthy living choices like exercise, eating right, and all of that mumbo jumbo.

I think it's really exciting that there are so many opportunities to get involved at SU, even as a freshman. I get emails everyday about some new club or organization that is desperately seeking freshmen help!

By the end of my four years here, it sounds like I will have an excellent resume and be well prepared to go out into the world!

I also really want to get involved with DanceWorks, OrangeSeeds ( a freshmen leadership organization), and Habitat for Humanity. I was going to write for the Daily Orange newspaper, but that seems absolutely mind numbing compared to the fabulous world of fashion magazines.

But don't worry. It's a very serious fashion magazine. No fluff. This is hard hitting journalism people!

Be Brilliant.

Today, instead of documenting one of my college adventures,  I thought I would focus more on one particular class discussion that I found particularly interesting.

In my Political Theory class, I swear that the teacher is off his rocker. He is unconventional to the umpteenth degree...completely idiosyncratic, as he calls it. He even refers to himself in the third person...Laurence Thomas this, Laurence Thomas that.

But his unconventional teaching style (no notes allowed!) also prompts riveting class discussions. Today we focused, for a full eighty minutes, on the definitions between being a conformist and being autonomous.

What I found most interesting is that the difference between these two things is based on a basic survival instinct. Which one are humans more attracted to? Humans have a basic desire to feel no pain, no fear, and no discomfort. It is conformity that provides us a "safety net" from these things, because we are protected by a majority. When you conform, you are not so much following in your own footsteps but retracing others, which sets you comfortably in a position to judge rather than be judged.

Being autonomous should not be confused with being selfish. Being autonomous means taking higher risks, but often reaping a higher reward. We are all conformists until we discover the true act of being autonomous. It goes hand in hand with not knowing what you are missing until you experience it.

When I sat in this lecture an hour ago, it made my head spin. Very strange concepts that I'm not accustomed to thinking about, but valuable concepts all the same. So, as you reflect upon this blog (because I know you all will!) please consider the title, "be brilliant". It's what Laurence Thomas, the professor, encourages the class the be every time we sit down for the lecture.

I think that that simple statement, "be brilliant", is beautiful.

The best time for doing homework is...

...Friday night!

Seriously, I have always been a firm believer in that policy. You come home from class, hang out for awhile, and then hit the books. Because here is the thing. People don't go out until like, ten o'clock. So, you bond with your friends and then when they leave to do illegal things, you just buckle down and do your homework. Usually I leave some for Saturday morning too (when everyone else is to hungover to get out of bed...)

I do my homework on Friday nights because, quite frankly, I like to NOT have to do my homework on Sunday afternoon/evening when everyone else is scrambling to get it done. So today, while my floor mates have hours and hours of work ahead of them, I will get to enjoy this rainy Monday Labor Day by doing whatever I please. No stress, no rush, no homework!

It's really about prioritizing. I know that I enjoy having the last day of my weekend completely free. I can watch a movie or read a book without having a homework assignment hanging over my head. So it's a common misconception that Friday is for all play and no work. Definitely. Friday's the time to do it.

I heart linguistics!

All my life, I have taken the exact same classes. One period a day of history, both global and American, mathematics, an english class, and some sort of science. Add in mandatory PE classes and lunch, and you have practically have your whole day filled.

I would say one of the things that excited me most about college was when I got to pick my classes way back in June. There were just so many choices, I was kind of overwhelmed (but in a good way). How does one decide between "The Political Turmoil Leading Up to the French Revolution" and "King Henry VIII: A Dynasty"??? Suddenly all of these classes are right at your fingertips, classes that I have never before had the opportunity to take (hello, astronomy!)

It's only the second week of school, and I have already found a love for my LIN 201 class, the Nature and Study of Language. Honestly, I can't get over how fascinating it is! It is by far my favorite class and I love it so much, that I read the textbook for fun. I've done all the assignments up through October already because I just do linguistics when I have nothing better to occupy my time.

Part of one of our linguistics assignment was to go a half an hour without speaking, reading, writing, and, to the best of our ability, talking. The experiment was to prove how language is essential to human life. So innovative! So new! So great! Nobody would ever take that kind of assignment seriously in high school.

Yeah...you should still go to class.

So in high school, every class started the same way. With a roll call. It seemed that before teachers could even think about starting the day's lesson, they had to get their attendance under way. It is a system that all of us got used to: teacher calls your name, you respond with "here" in varying degrees of enthusiasm.

But in college, it's a whole new world. For one, a teacher is not going to take attendance when they are facing a lecture hall of about two hundred kids. And a second reason, they figure you're paying fifty five thousand dollars a year to attend SU...what do they care if you go to class or not?

So since there is no attendance in college, one of the kids on my floor today asked me, in all seriousness, "so do you think I still need to go to class?" This idea of not attending (which they call truancy in high school. Which is against the law.) seemed preposterous to me. I stared at him for a brief second of disbelief and then said. Of course you should go to class! You could be missing a very important lesson! What if there is a pop quiz?? Then you'll certainly be sorry!

Just because there is no roll call, doesn't mean you should skip out!

I was curious about other blogs out there, so I looked up one that was similar to mine. You know, a freshman girl documenting her life through college (don't worry. Mine's better!) And I couldn't believe that on the third day of college! She just didn't go! Felt like "having a lie down" and "sleeping in". I felt the need to tell her, honey. No way will you succeed in life like that.

Walking: Embrace It.

What they don't tell you about college: You walk everywhere. Through the rain, through the one hundred degree weather, and (in my case) through the blizzards.

In an earlier post, I expressed concern over the fabled "Freshmen 15" because quite frankly, the thought of fifteen extra pounds on anyone is truly disturbing.

I am now here to tell you that I no longer think that will be a problem. I actually think that I'm losing weight here, due to the sheer number of steps I clock in everyday.

Let me tell you something about Syracuse University. It's known around the city as "the Hill". Yupp. That's right. The Hill! You should not take that very lightly. Everything it seems, is uphill. Even when it seems logical that you should be going downhill (like on the walk home for example) I swear, you are still on a steady incline. Maybe its all in my head, but I'm standing by that observation.

Now, I don't mind walking. I find it a wonderful time to organize my already organized thoughts. But I imagine that part of the reason I don't mind walking is because I am a certified lover of ballet flats. I reckon that the multiple girls I have seen that embrace high heeled shoes do not feel the same way about the walking distance.

You would think that they would eventually realize, after nights of blistered feet and sore calves, that flats are the way to go. And yet, they persist.

I have heard rumors that in the winter, they unveil this magical bus that transports students around the campus. Probably because the University doesn't want to be sued by students who get frost bite on their walks to class.

But for right now, walking is the only way to go. Love it. Become good at it (nothing is sadder than seeing a freshmen huffing and puffing up those stairs). Get a pedometer. Embrace it.

Never Underestimate the Power of Sleep.

As I said in my very first post, it appears to me that college kids don't sleep. Whether you're hitting the books or hitting frat row, sleep seems to come secondary to all things college-related.

Prior to my adoption of this new collegiate lifestyle, I went to sleep around eleven, woke up around eight or nine. I was definitely clocking in at least nine or ten hours of sleep each night. Definitely not anymore. I go to sleep around one, and wake up...well now. Early. Seven thirty.

Every time my mom talks to me on the phone, she says I sound tired!

Why do I do this to myself, you ask? Well the answer is simple. There simply aren't enough hours in the day anymore to get everything done. You come home, do homework, hopefully eat something, go to a meeting about the school circulated paper, do more homework, shower and bam. You look at the clock and it's almost one!

Now, when this happens, it's quite depressing. You think to yourself, "Oh my god, it's one o'clock. I still have an entire chapter to read and class all day tomorrow. When can I possibly do that??"

Which brings me to why I'm awake at seven thirty when I don't have class until nine thirty. I've come to realize that the morning is an excellent time for homework - no distractions - just you and your Calc homework.

The sad thing is, is that I'm pretty sure I'm one of the college students here who get's the most sleep. Last night, my roommate definitely didn't come in until I was long gone. She has to wake up no later than eight this morning. I honestly don't know how she will function for the rest of the day.

I read once about this triangle that documented all of the aspects of collegiate life : sleep, good grades, and an active social life. You were supposed to pick two, because that was all you supposedly had time for (no secret which two I'm picking).