Day Two: Heat Wave

I'm so ADD right now. I literally cannot focus on anything. I feel like I have about a million things to do and no time to do them and I can't think of anything I need to do. There's so much stimulus right now. Heather and Jason are in the kitchen cleaning up. Heather made Manwich tonight. That's her specialty. I always love her Manwich nights. I guess as much as I'm finicky about being around people, I do miss her. I missed her over the summer and I miss the company. It's nice to have people around. Ever since Jude left there's been a certain silence that stalks me that makes me uncomfortable. The TV helps, even iTunes will keep me company now an then. But it doesn't beat the comfort of having real people around. I don't think anything can replace that.
It's 11:12 at night. Tuesday is my sleep-in day. Class doesn't start til 12:30 which means I can wake up at 10:30 tomorrow. I probably won't though. Might get up early and do some laundry before I leave for school. Being in this new apartment makes me feel restless. I know sooner or later it will feel like home but I still have that "I'm on vacation" feel. Something is buzzing in the kitchen and Heather is freaking out. *goes to see what it is*
It was the dishwasher. Man that's loud. Heather and I are discovering all our new appliances that we didn't have at Legacy Park like dishwashers and garbage disposals. I'm still too chicken to turn the garbage disposal on because those things freak me out. I hate using the one at my parents' house even. I'm sure Heather will figure that one out. She just taught me how the use the dishwasher. It's not like I'm incompetent, I just have never used a dishwasher before. At home I just wash my dishes manually and at the old apartment I didn't have a choice. But anyway.
I'm pretty sure I almost died of heat exhaustion today. Why does it have to be that hot? Why? Please cool weather come soon! The walk to class this morning was just as brutal as I thought it would be but it's just something I have to do. Like my dad said "it comes with the territory". I guess if I want a nice place to live I have to walk 23 minutes to school in the blazing hot sun. I literally don't know why I wear makeup anymore. It all melts off by the time I get to school. I haven't had a first day of school like that in a long time. I went to French class this morning, the class I was dreading but I don't think it's going to be that bad. My professor is pretty cool. Her name's Anissa, I wouldn't peg her for more than 28 years old. She's probably the cutest person I've ever seen in my life. She's from Tunisia and is small and tan with big expressive brown eyes and pretty curly medium brown hair. She reminds me of a beautiful French actress. She speaks the most gorgeous French I've ever heard in my life. She uses cute sayings and hand gestures and giggles and makes cute facial expressions when she talks. She's quite animated and sweet and understanding. She reminds me of a cute little cartoon character in a way. I'm really looking forward to learning from her. She doesn't seem like the kind of teacher that will pressure you into speaking in front of the class. So far we've done everything as a group and I like that. I learn better when I'm not nervous as hell the teacher is going to call on me. She doesn't speak very good English but what's weird is that....when she speaks in French I completely understand her. She speaks very clearly and precise and the hand gestures and facial expressions help. I even caught one of her jokes today and understood why it was funny. I have her class 3 days a week and honestly I'm not upset about it. I think I might like seeing her. I always feel better when my teacher cares about his/her students and wants to build a friendship with them.
After her class I had about an hour's break in between. I didn't really know where I should go or what I should do between classes since I didn't have anyone to hang out with. Usually Jude and I would hang out or go to lunch or something but now...he's gone. I need to seriously stop building my life around one person. I hate how I do that. It's really annoying. I texted my friend Cody to see what he was up to but the way our schedules are, we don't really have time to hang out. Whenever I have class he's free and whenever he's in class I'm not free. It's pissy but I think that Thursdays we'll be able to hang out. So I wandered around aimlessly until I thought of going to the study hall in Maxim Doucet which I've never been in. It's really nice in there and surprisingly it wasn't overrun with people. They had this guy in there that was drawing cartoons. He wasn't the cutest guy in the world but we smiled at each other and made some kind of connection. He has long hair which I like in guys. But I don't know. I might hang out there more often and if we're both there at the same time everyday we're bound to say something to each other. Only problem is that seems to be a good lunch hour for me and you can't eat in the study hall. It's not like anyone's going to tell you anything but it's awkward when you're sitting there chowing down and everyone's quietly studying. So I guess depending on the way I feel I will either go to the study hall or the library. The library has a cafe area that's for eating and I really like it. Free Wi fi and the sound of the blender at the cafe and the hushed voices is really zen. I guess if I'm super hungry I'll go to the cafe and if not then I'll go read or something in the study hall. Either way I need to bring something to do. Today I was sitting in the study hall playing with my iPhone which is rendered completely useless if you don't have 3G. I tried to hook up to the school internet with my phone and that worked for like 3 minutes and then UWIN and my iPhone had a fight and they broke up. And it wouldn't reconnect. So I read "Sense and Sensibility" on my Kindle app for 30 minutes and then I wandered off to find my classroom. Maxim Doucet is the math building by the way. My classroom was on the 3rd floor and for some reason the stairs in the math building are really steep and walking to the 3rd floor makes you want to commit suicide. And for some reason all the other floors were pretty well clear except the 3rd floor. The 3rd floor was COMPLETELY overrun with people. I mean...the halls are small enough. You had people sitting on the floor, lining the hallway, people standing in front of the people sitting on the floor. People sitting on the benches. People sitting in people's laps on the benches. There was not ONE breath of air in the whole place. UL has grown a size since last year and despite the increase in tuitions to be paid, UL is not sparing any cost to crank up the AC a little. So I was literally about to suffocate. I happened to find a seat on one of the benches next to some guy and sat with my legs crossed to the side so that the constant stream of people could walk through the hall. I saw my friend Brittney from my summer math class and I was really happy to see her. A friendly face is worth a thousand bucks in those kinds of situations. When the class before us cleared out all 40 people in my class stampeded into the classroom thinking there was going to be air in there. Nope. It was JUST as muggy and hot and cramped in that classroom than in the hallway. I took a seat behind Brittney and I think that's when I felt like I was going to throw up. It was just so hot. Britteny kept throwing looks at me like "This is bullshit". Our teacher's name is Xiaodong Lian. He's from China. If you couldn't tell. I hope he doesn't expect me to remember how to write his first name. I always want to start it with a Z since you pronounce Xiao like Zow. But anyway. Every time a professor is foreign, Americans get all up in arms like "Oh my God...I'm going to suck in this class because the professor doesn't speak good English. Oh dear me!" But it's really not that big of a deal. Actually. He speaks very good English you just can't tell because his accent is so thick. But if you actually LISTEN to him it's not that hard to follow what he's saying. People were looking at each other from the minute he walked in like "what the hell" like they couldn't tell he was Chinese from looking at his name on their schedule. Did you think an American person was going to walk in with a name like that? It made me really...annoyed. These two sorority girls were sitting next to me and Brittney and were acting really obnoxiously stupid American. They were all freaked out because the man was foreign. GET OVER IT. The class is Statistics 214 which I hear is some bullshit. I hate math. But this is the LAST MATH I WILL EVER HAVE TO TAKE. *cue angelic chorus* Hallelujah! Hallelujah!! And with Brittney's help we're going to knock this out of the park. And from Professor Lian's reviews he sounds like a pretty easy teacher. All the foreign teachers are easy at UL. I think they realize that there's a slight communication barrier and so they're not going to make it too complex. They're really easy to learn from. But I mean it was first lecture today. He did a short little lecture on "what is statistics" and I almost fell asleep. It's SUPER boring and there's no stimulus around you. It's hot....muggy and 40 people are sitting around you and it's AWKWARD. Thank GOD Brittney is in that class with me.
I had ten minutes to get to my next class which isn't a huge deal since Lian let us out about 10 minutes early and the biology building is right across the street from the math building. Biology 122 is a continuation of Biology 121 which I took TWICE since I failed it the first time. I'm shooting for taking Biology 122 ONLY ONCE. It's an auditorium class which is WONDERFUL. Some people hate that but I love it. You can sit in the very back and text and doodle and play on your computer and even eat. I ate my lunch in that class today. It's very chill. And they PUMP the AC in that building so I was like "thank you dear Jesus for air conditioning". I've slept in biology 121 before to be honest but I am going to do everything in my power to stay awake through biology 122. I HATE science. Not as bad as math but science is math's slightly less evil twin. They both involve numbers and things that are far beyond my comprehension. At least my teacher is hot. I'm going to be so embarrassed if he ever reads this but Kyle Patton is fine. He's about 24 years old, cute, stylish graduate student and he's SMART. And friendly and cheerful and the best part is...he lets us out of class early. Now that I've retaken Biology 121 I kind of know what to expect for Biology 122 and I know how to study for it so I'm really not that concerned. There are far less people in this class than there was in 121. It's spaced out and there's not someone breathing down your neck making it 15 degrees hotter than it should be. I also have a bio lab with him on Thursdays. So I get to see him three times a week.
After Kyle gave us his introduction he let us leave and I went to the bookstore to get my textbooks. Which is like...my own personal hell. The bookstore was swarming with people, they had the cops there and you have to fight for textbooks. It's obnoxious. But I made it out alive. Spent $271 on textbooks which is outrageous but at least I got my stat book used and the price was docked. I had to almost punch a cheerleader in the face for that one. I somehow managed to fit all my books in my backpack making it 150 lbs heavier and then I had to walk the monstrous walk home in the blazing heat. That's when I think I was about to get heatstroke. I pushed myself to get home and the minute I walked in the door I almost collapsed. I got really dizzy, threw my backpack down and stripped and got in the cold shower. I was lightheaded and I had a migraine and I couldn't breathe and my skin felt like it was on fire. The shower helped a lot but the minute I laid back down in my bed I fell asleep for three hours. I woke up at 7:30 to my roommate's music and basically did nothing the rest of the night. I've been in the state of ADD and delirium for the last 5 hours. Now it's 12:10 and I guess I should get off my computer and read or something less stimulating. I know I won't sleep well tonight because I took a three hour nap but we'll see. At least I can sleep in if I need to. Today's pictures include Heather and Jason playing some card game. Something about Texas...I think that's what they said. And the other ones are of Jason and Heather eating Manwich and just for your own viewing pleasure I'll include the one that Heather snapped of me eating too. I'm sure that one is lovely. I got Manwich on my new cupcake pajama pants too! D: Anyway. I'm off to bed or at least to Jane Austen world or something.
Goodnight!

End Day Two