So... this is college.

Well, life has become routine about now. I get up, make my peanut-butter and jelly sandwich, leave before Jessica wakes up, go to class, somebody starts up a conversation with me, asking for college life advice, assuming that I'm a sophomore or something... Then I come back to the dorm and fart around for a while, maybe shower, maybe go to the gym and then shower, usually not do homework. Then I go grab lunch before lecture, go to the library after class, eventually go home and get dinner in Hamilton commons, and then go to my meeting or Bible study or whatever, then stay up too late on the computer or talking to people in my hall and go to bed.

Sports?

So, I'm not personally a big sports fan, but I think I have a lot of passion and energy that, when thrown at sports, makes it seem like I care about football or basketball or whatever. That is not the case. Actually, I just like to get really excited about things. Example: movie releases, or, better example: Harry Potter book release. Sports is more generally accepted as a 'normal' thing to get excited about, especially amongst college students at a huge top ten school like the U or O. Don't get me wrong, I am definitely a duck fan, but I haven't been willing to skip class to stand in line for tickets until today, when I was hanging out with people who made it seem completely awesome.

Also awesome: The Office in The Basement party that goes down every Thursday night in Hamilton basement. Much fun and laughter and general 'Office' fanaticism.

In other news, Fred is supposed to call me in an hour to catch up on life together, and then me and Lindsey are going to walk around campus and take pictures while the weather is still lovely. Also, am going to the NCM college dinner tonight, which will include much yummy (free!) food, and some weird board game thingy? I want to learn.

Meanwhile, I am reading a case study about rape victims in recovery (v. depressing, also fascinating, kind of like watching a car crash or a building burn down...), which I am doing to avoid working on my actual homework, which is reading about political ideologies that I don't extremely care about in their pure forms, but which I will need to write a big paper about later in the week. Hmm...Those reasons, plus the fact that I am behind in the readings, are all good reasons NOT to skip the study group tonight. That's too bad. I have a plan: I will work really hard tomorrow, both before and after INTL 240, and not have to do anything tonight! Yay! I love having an easy, flexible schedule this term.

Feeling Strange

So, this weekend is family weekend here at U of O and since I don't have any family right now, it's kinda weird, like the first few days of school all over again only now we all know each other. Getting to know Jessica's mom and sister is interesting, and I definitely realize how weird my family is compared to those of my friends. Just the fact that my parents are still together, don't drink (in front of us), and that we all get along really well, is, well, weird, compared to the majority of people that I come into contact every day. I should maybe stop being surprised by that.

I should also realize that people are in many ways shaped by their families, and, perhaps more importantly, hurt by them. Families can be just as much a source of pain and deep wounds as they can be a place of love and comfort.

Wow, I know I'm getting a bit deep, but that's what I'm thinking about right now. I've been thinking about that a lot actually, as I've been reading Wicked a a bunch and also since I'm having more personal conversations with people (What those two things have in common... I don't know).

Well, will try and post more often. Ta-ta, and GO DUCKS!

Working up to it

I really am going to post something of substance one of these days. Really. I am. I am going to post about the ridiculous Eugene weather and about philosophy of education and competition among college students and other Very Interesting Topics. I might even rant about my love life or about how I'm gonna get fat eating all this yummy campus food. If we're really lucky I'll review some indie films and new bands. Probably though, this will all become a narrative. I hope not though, because I have a lot to say about my Freshman year here at the U of Oregon, but right now my contacts are blurring over.

Goodnight.