Luck of the Draw

While you have been off getting busier and busier, I have been whiling away lazy summer hours. It's to the point where I'd almost appreciate even one of your levels of list-ception. I'm that bored. Although, today I have been realizing that the ever looming presence of school is getting quite close. I doubt I'll have as deathly of an experience than you seem to be having, but just in case I underestimate, you are also in charge of the inappropriate funeral music. Even if you have to DJ post-mortem.

I'm glad you've settled in a bit. And high ceilings are the best. Sounds like you've got a great set-up. Not just with your lodgings, but your studies as well. Puppy TAs, Schrodinger references and hilarious videos must outweigh temporarily forgetting everything you've learned. Right?

The stories will come soon enough, and until they do, I have the story of my day to entertain you. I woke up lazily around 9:30 with absolutely no plans. I figured I would spend my time on the computer or walking around or something, but it was safe to assume that this day would be like any other I've been having lately: spent generally at home with myself for company. Instead, my sister happened to be home, which meant that I had a running buddy. After my first run in a very long time, I found out that there was a YouTube gathering happening later that afternoon in Seattle and I was completely free to go. A quick hop in the shower later and my sister requested my company helping her buy her new laptop. Although, I simply stood there and nodded whenever she looked at me, I assume I was some help because she is now the proud owner of her new Macbook Pro.

A short while later I found myself on a bus going through my favorite part of Seattle heading to a gathering of people I have come to know and fangirl over on my computer screen. When I first walked in the room, I had to do some double takes as I realized I was actually in the same room as youraverageadam, thatzak, owlssayhooot, banananeil, and many other awesome people. Once we were finished standing around awkwardly talking to each other, I headed home and had the pleasure of explaining to my mother exactly what a YouTube gathering meant. I wasn't aware how difficult it would be to get across that internet people sometimes meet IRL and although we are socially awkward, we try to work around it.

And so with the day that I had planned to do nothing with, I ended up running, helping to purchase expensive items, meeting people previously thought to only reside on the internet, and am now watching Sherlock Holmes which was starting the instant I turned on the television. And all of these things happened in a timely manner as if I had planned them days in advance. Oh, we also got the absolute perfect parking spot in Seattle. When does that happen? It's been that lucky of a day.

Now I shall leave you so I may finish my movie, which by the way, has such awesome language in it. When I hear a sentence like: "does your depravity know no bounds?" I wonder why we don't speak like that all the time. I hope you find the time to post soon, I would love to hear more about your college adventures. And I hope you are doing well.

Much love,

Riley

Oh boy!

Three days in classes and the madness has already begun. Firstly, my list of homework and other things to do can no longer be retained in my poor little brain, so I have a list of homework, a list of reading, a list of "other stuff to do" and a list of things to buy at Target. (Now I have a list of things that I have lists for... aw snap.) Secondly, here they apparently do not account for the I-forgot-everything-I-learned-last-year-over-summer-especially-math inevitability. (A serious lack of foresight and/or compassion on their part.) The first physics problem set is nine pages of fairly extensive multivariable calculus review, and we haven't even covered any material in class yet.

On a related note, I have already told Niko I am going to die this semester, so I might as well let you know: I am going to die this semester. The culprit will be physical chemistry (physical chemistry, with the giant book of scary equations, at Cornell). You and my dearest brother are in charge of playing wildly inappropriate music at my funeral. Suggestions include but are not limited to: Just Dance, The Chicken Dance, A Spoonful of Sugar, My Girlfriend Who Lives in Canada, and If I Only Had a Brain.

On an unrelated note, my room is about 9 by 11, which seems to be an excellent size for just me. It has ridiculously high ceilings (for that spacious vibe.) My suspicion that I overreacted about my housing placement was confirmed. So what if I don't have a dining hall in my building and have to walk four extra blocks? I'm away from the craziness that makes me (even more) tired.

MY MATH TA IS LIKE A PUPPY. He no speak good Engrish but unlike all of the other math TA's I've had who are too quiet to understand and just talk at you for an entire class, he has a game plan of practice problems and really encourages collaboration on said problems. I realize this doesn't make him sound very puppy-like, but he's like a puppy because he is adorable in that puppy way.

Not many good stories yet... but we watched this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8QWlp68908 in math. (Focus on the "but in liquid Prell, it drifts... looks so luxurious..." We're writing differential equations about that stupid marble. Yeah, science...) Also, I don't know if I mentioned this, but on the front of my quantum mechanics book, there is a kitty, and on the back, there is a picture of (what I thought) was that kitty sleeping. Turns out the back is a picture of a dead kitty. Once you get beyond the morbidity of seeing a dead cat on the back of your textbook, you realize they're making a Schrodinger's cat reference and it's actually very funny. Teehee.

Hope you're well!

Lola