Soo.. I got up in the wee hours of the morning to get ready for my Chemistry lab class. After finishing a bowl of cereal in my dorm, I raced outside to catch the bus. Upon arriving at my bus stop, I made my way to the Chemistry Annex, where the a hall full of students waited in front of a locked door. 5 minutes passed, and a professor came to tell us there's no chem lab today. Whoopee.
Soooo then I walked to the bookstore and bought one more book that I was missing for chemistry and rode the bus back to my dorm. I slept until 9:40.
Got up, sat around until 11, then went to eat lunch. By this time, I'm already sticky and disgusting because it's so hot, and we have no air conditioning. Also, it is more humid than Texas, so....poop.
After a delicious meal of chicken tenders, potatoes, and white-people-attempted-to-cook-Chinese-mixed-vegetables, I dashed off to the bus to catch my calc class.
It's a good thing my calc teachers are pretty laid back and humorous. I have this special engineering calculus class that's taught by a math prof and an engineering prof. For those of you that went to Jasper humanities, this duo is comparable to Stanton and Mumford.
We didn't really learn anything. Just..intro to the course, a little bit about how classes run, and a review of differentials and integrals.
I got back and was so bored and eventually starte doing next week's assignments. Keep in mind that none of the info has been "taught" (more like a review to me) yet, and we have no homework or any reading assignments. SOOO BOOORED. I gave up after finishing the front side of a worksheet. I then went online and searched all the UIUC websites and calendars looking for something to do. Unfortunately, there is absolutely nothing going on right now. Nothing shows up on the school or club calendars. =( The only things there are are like family bowling on friday and some other lame things. Nothing happening today, at least.
A couple hours later, Nathan calls to ask if I want to work out with him. I am reluctant, as I spent last night at an open space in our residence hall's exercise room and practiced kung fu. Perhaps the first sort of exercise I've had in 2 months or so (went to China first this summer, then I got surgery). So today I was already really sore everywhere. With nothing more exciting to do, I went with Nathan to the gym. For the first time, I worked with weights and using machines. Nathan took weightlifting some time in Jasper or something, so he knows what he's doing. I guess this is one of the new experiences I'm having in college. I can only bench like..50 pounds plus however much the bar weighs. Keep in mind this is like a benching station/machine (not free weights) so the bar isn't the standard 45-or-so pounds. Maybe in total I can only bench like 60-70 pounds. Oh well. I felt so out of place there. Nathan was like, "Yeah there aren't a lot of scrawny Asians that go to the gym. Everyone here has like 5 inches on us. Even the girls." It was mostly true. Everyone there was huge and bulky and totally ripped. I figured the only people that go to gyms are the buff people, anyways. Haha. Yeah majorly out of place. I had to look at all thepictures on the exercise machines to see where to put my arms and legs and how to use them. Sad =( Hahaha. Well it was definitely an interesting feeling. This is not the same kind of hurt as doing a lot of kicks and punches and stuff. I'm so used to explosive movement rather than long, slow movements. But I guess this is a good thing. Superhero work needs agility as much is it needs strength, right?
Not wanting to return to our boring lifeless dorms, Nathan and I decided to just walk around the campus aimlessly. We went by our "quad" to see what people were doing. There were some medieval fighting club people killing each other with foam swords and a couple (or maybe just friends) playing frisbe. We were like...whooooah cuz they were all the way across the feild from each other, and they threw the frisbes really straight. And they always caught them. I can do neither.
We ended up at the bookstore. I read Spider-Man and the Black Cat, and Nathan read Ultimate Spider-Man (which he is now intensly fascinated with; unfortunately, the book store only has one issue). Is there anyone else out there having a lamer college experience than this? Not that Spider-Man comics are lame. I just thought college would be filled with all this new exploring and...ionno.
So here I am back at my dorm typing all this with some measurable degree of detail simply because pressing buttons on my keyboard is way more exciting than not doing anything at all.
Hopefully a more eventful day awaits me tomorrow.
