I’ve had some bad experiences with Psych so far – not because of the class itself, but because of my own awkwardness/stupidity. The first day of class, after seating myself in the center of a row toward the middle of the lecture hall, I realize that everyone in the room has a piece of paper (the course syllabus) that they took from the front upon entering. I, of course, didn’t think of this before I sat myself smack in the middle of a row full of people, so I get up and brace myself to push by them all. Another girl gets up as I do, so I don’t feel as stupid. As we’re walking down to the bottom of the auditorium, she wavers slightly and I take my step an inch too big and I step on her heel. As my foot hits her heel, she continues the movement of walking (e.g. lifting her foot off the ground), and her fabric flip flop rips apart! The top completely dislodges from the platform of the shoe. SO EMBARRASSING! Luckily she was very nice about it.
The second day of class, I arrive in the classroom that I think I am supposed to be in and find myself with one other student. She looks at me and asks if I’m waiting for Psych 311, to which I reply yes. We realize that something is obviously wrong and leave the lecture hall so that she can text one of her “mates” in the class to find out where it is. 10 minutes later we realize that we’ve both shown up an hour early for class – Wednesday’s session is at 10, not 9. Needless to say we both felt pretty stupid. The situation actually worked out well for both of us, because I made a friend who showed me around the campus, and she needed the lecture notes – of which I had managed to print two copies of while trying to figure out the Library’s printing system.
The rest of my classes are pretty decent. I look forward to Choreography class because I get to really dance, although even that hasn’t satisfied my needs. I miss dancing for 2 hours a day in Dance Company! Today I went to CityDance on
I guess that about does it for classes. For the sake of having pictures involved, I’ll explain our beach trip to
Saturday, Meaghan, Britta and I headed to Kelly Tarlton’s Antarctic Encounter and Underwater World. The title is a little more exciting than the venue itself, but we had a good time. It was basically an aquarium that also had a little ride that took its passengers around in a circle, where you could view penguins in an “Antarctic” setting. We had a great time and got great pictures! I was astounded at how beautiful some of the fish were.
And thus ends my adventures of the past week. There is currently one working washer (of about 12) for a dormitory/apartment complex of 400+ students, therefore I am suffering greatly. Hopefully tomorrow’s excitement will include getting lucky and finishing one load of wash!
Cheers!
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