Saturday, August 27, 2011

Skipping, Skyping and Sitting in the T

Since I've been in Sioux City for about two weeks now, I would like to share with you some random thoughts I have, mainly about the things mentioned in the title of this post.  So here we go!

Skipping.  It's a long walk from your dorm to...just about everything else on campus.  So why not skip?  It's way more fun than walking, it feels like exercise, and it makes you look like a happy and approachable person.  At least, I think so.  So I'll skip.

Skyping.  I honestly have no idea who invented Skype, and I'm not about to look it up!  But I would like to extend a giant thank you to that person, because Skype has been a major part of my last two weeks.  I've been able to see my crazy best friends in their natural environment.  Although Skype tends to freeze at the most inopportune times (like when I'm blinking, in the middle of a word, or sticking my nose in the camera), it really has been helpful for keeping in touch with the people I miss the most.  So thank you, guy who invented Skype.  :)

Sitting in the T.  We had a speaker earlier this week who told us that we would benefit from our classes the most if we "sit in the T."  The T just includes the front row and the middle column of the classroom.  Honestly...I laughed at the idea at first.  But then, as classes started, I found myself wanting to sit in the T.  And you know what?  I didn't fall asleep in class!  I actually paid attention!  Ladies and gentlemen, sit in the T.

In other news...I have a job interview (for what could be my first job that I don't hate) on Tuesday, I've signed up for my school's diversity club (because I'm clearly the walking definition of diversity!), a man with a beard made me a pink balloon zebra yesterday, and Lady GaGa is writing the theme song for the next four years of my life.  This is my life now--crazy and unpredictable.  And I absolutely love it.

Special thanks to those of you who are following this blog...you make writing fun.  Until next time!  :)

No comments:

Post a Comment