Well, these Mon/Fri in-betweens are going to be races for time from now on, the quiet one-hour after PHYS 151 (in plain terms, JC-standard physics I desperately need help with) and before ENLT 255M (in plain terms, the compare-poems class that is so nice and Puay Miao-familiar). The computer lab in Bryan Hall is fast becoming familiar when you thought things never would be.
I tried to describe Bryan Hall but can't because I seem to have lost my vocabulary but with new computer arriving in about 2 weeks the photos should be able to appear. Not that there's a picture of Bryan Hall among them, but all the buildings here are red-brick similar, so well. Where I sit, I face this huge picture window, through which I can see the amphitheater which is exactly what an amphitheater sounds like it should be, hollowed-out grassy patch with rising stone benches.
People talk and worry about the Freshman Fifteen. A lot. I don't think I am putting my BMI above such perils when I say that I think I can avoid it. Reason being, how much did I exercise in S'pore? NOT AT ALL. Then, here is my Wednesday. Every morning I have to walk up and down four flights of steps and take long windy path through trees and pass upperclassman dorms to the Hereford bus-stop. I had class at 9 in Physics building which there is no exact bus-stop for which means having to stop at Cabell and doubling back. After class I returned to Cabell for ENLT class, after which I walked across to Newcomb for lunch, then back to Cabell for Math, after which I had ten minutes to run back to the Physics building for PHYS discussion. Then I went all the way back to dorm to pick up books for return I couldn't possibly carry around during classes because they were too many and heavy, carried them to Newcomb, ordered my new computer and returned some of the books. Then I walked to the Corner which is off-campus to return the books I bought from a second-hand store. After which, back to Newcomb and mugging/dinner before night class at 8pm at the Physics building again. Around 9 plus I could finally go home.
Racial Incidents are plaguing my school, and you can drop me a note if you want to see the emails that go into greater detail (won't put them here as many would think I'm not taking this at all seriously).