A Compilation of Funny Things Overheard in the Classroom/Workplace/Rehearsal/Meetings...

At work, Thursday, Sept 20th:
"Ugh, I just want to die. I just got re-tweeted by the author of 50 Shades of Grey. EEWWW."

In Japanese class, Tuesday, Sept 25th:
"Guys... I just realized I can spell 'Pikachu' in actual Japanese Characters!"

Overheard a Tech Meeting for Stage Troup, While Pulling Costumes in Another Room, Monday, Sept 24th:
"Don't touch the guillotine. Or the vibrator."

At rehearsal for Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream:
"Ok, I want more drunkenness and sex."

(Will be updated regularly)

Successful Start! (Sort of...)

So...
I keep forgetting this blog exists. Sorry!

So I have moved in started class, figured out how early to leave in the morning to catch my 8am class a mile across campus, and successfully not had a breakdown... yet... :)

I have four classes. But don't let that fool you, I am so busy, it's unbelievable. There is study, homework and paper writing time. You have to eat, do laundry and shower... often. I have a work study job, fortunately that's only seven hours a week, (And sixty bucks!!!) and I am also involved in Shakespeare Society, Stage Troup, Wandering Minds, Japanese Student Association, and I plan on going (eventually) to an anime club meeting. Why am I trying to kill myself? I'm not sure, but I am still enjoying myself, even if I am stressed beyond belief.

Things I learned:

• Don't do laundry at midnight on a school  night. JUST DON'T.
• Just because they serve pizza at every meal in the dining hall, don't eat it for every meal.
• Also, access to ice cream does not make the ice cream less fattening.
• Living on the twelfth floor gives you an amazing opportunity to (sometimes) take the stairs! (It's tiring but rewarding.)

Things I already knew, but for some reason had to re-learn:

• Sleep, my friend, is the greatest gift you never get in college. 
• Get involved with clubs- you'll have fun! But not too many, you also have classes.
• Telling yourself how you will fit everything into your schedule, doesn't make it happen. You Actually have to work at getting yourself motivated and DO IT. 

So that's it for boring things! real posts will come later! WWWOOOOOO

Love, Mel- The Common College Freshman.

Move In Weekend!

So, at the crack of dawn Friday morning, my parents and I jetted off to Boston with a full car and lots of excitement. I watched Tangled in the car, which is unnecessary to say but I enjoyed it so there you go.
We got to campus at around 9:30, and after I obtained my dorm key, we went up to the room to start the surprising hellish process of unpacking. I thought it would be a cinch! I pictured smiling faces and passing along various objects of my room in an assembly line fashion, while singing show tunes or discussing happy things, like waffles and puppies. (Or puppies dressed up as waffles.)
NO. WARNING: THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENS.  What happened was this:
Me: irritated and stressed, about to strangle both of my parents, while trying to make sense of my tiny living space.
My Mother: trying to get me to do something, anything productive, while trying to organize my clothes for me.
My Father: trying to hook up the printer and tv, and reminding me that both objects are not supplied with necessary wires needed for them to work, while somehow ALWAYS being in my way.

Now, don't misunderstand, I love that they were there to help me, and I really appreciate their help, but we were somehow always in each others way or on each others nerves. It was the most agonizing 3 hours of my life. (It could have been less time, but to tell you the truth it felt like 5.)

Then, they left and I got my books. ALL OF THEM. I carried ALL of them in my backpack across campus, (THAT was quite a hike,) and then picked up my charlie card. Next day I got up at 6, (not a clue as to why,) got ready, did groceries, did laundry and other general livelihood things. To be honest, doing all this "living on your own" stuff made me feel like a child playing house. I guess it still hasn't kicked in.

Later that day, I was Matriculated, went to Splash, (THEY PLAYED GANGNUM STYLE! I tried to see if the Korean Student Association people did the dance, but I wasn't close enough to see,) and then I met up with a friend and went for Fro-Yo. (I walked up the stairs up t my room on the twelfth floor on my way back to make up for it, thank you.)



Today was also pretty uneventful. I went to the gym and on the Harbor cruise, but that's about the only interesting thing to report. Classes tomorrow!!!! :O

well, goodbye for now!
Sincerely,
Mel: The Unpacked and Exhausted.

Before Chronicles: 1 week and counting down...

Sooo... my packing has been... going well...
Ok, that was a lie, but I hate it! My room is in shambles!
I think the more stuff I put in boxes, the worse my room looks. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? I'll post a video of how the packing is coming along in a little while, and it's even worse than my room was before packing! Again, how is it that the more stuff gets put in boxes, the worse my room looks?

Also, I have emailed out my resume to possible employers for my work study position a couple weeks ago, and have yet to hear back from any of them. I'm a tinsey bit worried, but not really. All in all, seeing as I'm leaving for BU in less than a week, I'd say I'm pretty much ready. (Just watch, my next entry will involve me FREAKING OUT.)

Love, Mel... The (sort-of) ready...
:D

Before Chronicles: 2 Weeks and Counting Down...

I guess since this is my first official post on this... online diary, I should explain myself.
To my friends and family who will reading this to keep up with what I'm doing in Boston, or what I'm up to, I will basically be posting every insignificant detail about my life on this blog.
To newcomers, I am an incoming freshman to Boston University and I am so beyond psyched about not only being accepted to such an amazing school, but also that I have the opportunity to go to school in Boston! I love Boston so much, and  am so excited to be able to share everything I come across and learn about with this online dairy/blog/whatever else I make this. This is mostly to accommodate my insane attention complex and to hear myself talk, (or type,) but if you enjoy reading it, I wont mind. ;)

So, two weeks to go. OH MY GOOD DOG. (that was a typo, but I like it...) I have purchased EVERYTHING. It's like I'm buying a house, but worse. I bought my books, all my necessary living items, (TV, printer, iron and new backpack included) and I just need to do a few last minute things before I leave. But I was starting to freak out, because this is a TON of stuff to get. And I'm pretty sure I'll get there and realize I didn't get about a dozen or so things. And luckily now I just have to pack, but I was about to resort to tearing my hair out. It was awful!    But it's ok now... PHEW.

So, now, I have to pack! GREAT. (heavy sarcasm is included in the last statement.)

Love, Mel: The Great and Powerful Stressed and Hairless
:)