I’m not entirely sure what to write about today, but I know I need to write something, because it’s been over a week now since I last put up an entry, and it’s high time for a new one. So, I might as well talk about the only interesting thing that’s happened over the past week. Most of it’s been pretty boring, filled with reading pages upon pages of textbook material. But Monday night rocked. And when I say rocked, I mean rocked.
Now, if you know anything about my musical tastes, you’ll know that, while I will pretty much listen to anything as long as it has a beat to it, my preferences lean toward the heavier musical styles – I’ve kind of shifted out of my heavy metal phase, but I’m still into stuff like screamo and all those crazy-guitar-solo-plus-pouding-bass-riffs genres. My favourite band of all time is, without a doubt, Underoath. Other bands have come and gone, but I don’t think Underoath is leaving my musical collection anytime soon. And on Monday night, I went to see them in concert. Kyle told me about it oh so long ago, and I planned to go, but things were a little sketchy with me being in Waterloo without any transportation, and the concert being in London.
Anyways, I talked with Jordan several times over the past few weeks and got things worked out with him. He agreed to come get me before heading off to the concert, and as…Continue Reading
Here I am again, Mr. University Man. And also a poet – but I already know it. Anyways, it still seems strange for me to keep writing stuff about university, but at the same time, I guess I’m going to have to get used to it. It’s a fact of life – I’m at university, and I’m going to be here for a good eight months. It just doesn’t yet seem like a permanent thing for me. I mean, in one sense, it does, because my conscious mind is telling me all the time whenever I look around, “You’re at university.” And I understand that. But that little nagging part of me still makes it feel like the whole thing is just a camp-style experience of some sort – you go away for a couple weeks in the summer, and then you get to come home and get back into your own bed again. At home.
I had a strange little conversation with myself today on the way to one of my classes. I just had a passing thought that said something like, “One more class, and then you can go home and relax.” And then another part of me thought, “Hey, no, that’s not right, you’re going back to your dorm to relax.” It was quite strange, really. It’s a peculiar feeling. After all, I really have two “homes” now. There’s my home here at university, with a place to sleep and work and such, plus all the friends…Continue Reading
Fortunately, I’ve survived my first week of classes. That’s not just any sort of understatement, either. Things were a little touch-and-go there for a while. Well, okay, maybe not, but things were a bit hectic for me during this first week. Let me explain.
Science students always make fun of the Arts students, saying that they know nothing about heavy workload. They point to their schedule and draw attention to their days, filled with lectures and labs. I point to my textbooks. I’ve barely stopped reading all this week. Every moment not spent in class, eating, or sleeping, is primarily spent reading through textbooks and taking notes on the material within the pages. Throughout the week, I tried to stay on top of all that reading, but I managed to fall behind in my Management class – I completely forgot to read two chapters of the textbook for Wednesday’s class, and that put me at a disadvantage, since the prof kept talking about the stuff we were supposed to have read. He, of course, assumed that everyone had read it. So I had to just sit there and try to figure out what he was talking about. It was basically about globalization and how that affected the business world, but I would have felt much better if I had read the chapters ahead of time rather than the next day (actually, since they’re fairly long chapters, I’ve actually only made it to about halfway through the second chapter). Then, of…Continue Reading
There have just been way too many things going on in the past few days. It’s been crazy. Thursday night, there was a Monte Carlo night, basically a huge event with stuff set up all over the Student Life Centre and Physical Activities Complex. It was massive. There were poker and blackjack tables set up in the gymnasium, plus a whole bunch of other stuff as well. I got my picture taken with penguins, plus I was drawn by a caricaturist. The picture he drew was pretty impressive, I must say. It’s all cartoonish, and it shows me playing a guitar and rocking out. It was awesome. Friday night was an Arts party called The Mixer. It was at Fed Hall, and was basically a big dance party. It was alright. I’m not much of a dance kind of guy, but as far as dances go, I’d say it was pretty cool. There were plenty of people, and yet at the same time, it wasn’t horribly crowded. So it was alright. I think there was really only one person there that could actually dance, though. He was going crazy doing the robot and hitting on all the girls at the same time. I just sort of stood and stared at him whenever he did his whole robot thing, because it was pretty sweet.
Anyways, Saturday afternoon, there was a rugby game – the Waterloo Warriors against the Toronto Varsity Blues. We crushed them. It was like 60 to 7 or…Continue Reading
Well, I’m truly sorry for the lack of updates. I planned to write something long before today, but things have been hectic. Crazy. Insane. Pick whatever word you like best. Yes, I’m at university, and the pace has been non-stop so far. This is really the first chance I’ve had all week to really sit down and have a moment to myself. People are everywhere, and I don’t really have much opportunity to just have some “me time.”
That’s not to say that university life so far has been bad. In fact, it’s just the opposite. It’s been a blast! I’ve loved almost every minute of it. This week is Orientation Week, and that means that the frosh leaders have been going all out with activities and icebreakers and competitions – anything that can get us used to university life in general. So, with that said, let me try to summarize the week so far, and hopefully I won’t leave out too many details.
Let’s start with Sunday. I went to church as usual, and then came home and finished packing the few things that were left to pack. Then we headed up to Waterloo. After registering and stuff, we unloaded all my stuff into my new room – #0013. It’s a good thing I’m not superstitious, or else I might have some reservations about my room number. Upon entering my room, there was a woman standing there. She quickly reassured me that she wasn’t my roommate – instead, it…Continue Reading