They must be reading this blog...

Remember that perfect study area I found the other day? Well, apparently other people know of this secluded study area and I am not so thrilled about it. I thought I had struck gold, but it ended up being silver. Although some people know about this spot, it is still way better than any other part of the library that I have found.

Do you recognize this voice... Yep Josh T.

He was taking a western literature class and thought it was going to be about cowboys. It was a three hour class and to his dissappointment, it wasn't about cowboys. This is how he left the class before he dropped it.

Swimming in Slime...

This is what happens when you live in a condo community that has had many HOA and money problems. The pump went out and the storms came. As you can probably imagine, the city closed the pool down. Thankfully everything is fixed now and the pool is cleaner (looking) than ever.

Could you please explain this?

Today I decided to search out a quiet, vacant place to study. It seems like anywhere on campus that I go there are a ton of people. So I decided to go up to a random floor of the Towers portion of the library. Apparantly there were a few others that had the same idea as me, but it was still pretty quiet. That wasn't enough - I didn't want to see a soul. I searched and searched, along the walls, around corners, and then I found it...death row. Look at this picture. There are two rows of probably 10 of these each. All of those little cubicles are locked up so you couldn't get inside even if you wanted to. I think this is where they lock up the students that roll luggage around campus Luckily right across from them were some normal desks where I peacefully studied...alone.

Mental Illness

So I am driving along on the 202 and to my amazement I was blessed to see this beautiful sight. For those of you that can't see cell phone pictures taken by the driver while he is driving at a relatively high speed - that is a doll at the bottom of that ladder. Right above it is a fake rose. The question I place before you today ladies and gentlemen is... What possesses a person to do this? Are they mentally ill? If so, somebody get them off of the road! Are they doing it because they think it is funny - well, mission accomplished. Call it a hunch, but I think they're serious.

A Rude Awakening

I realized today that next Tuesday I have 3 tests and on Thursday I have another test... the rude awakening comes because I was thinking the material was pretty cut and dry as of last week. Then I started reading the books and doing the homework... it seems it is not so cut and dry after all.

I am mainly posting all of this because someone who shall remain nameless (aka that girl that has Lost The Touch), keeps pestering all of us in our household to update our blogs. What if I don't have much to say Missy. I lead a relatively boring life. I go to school and I study. When I worked I had stories... great stories. The best I have now is that in two of my classes I sit next to an Italian guy who sits with his legs completely crossed... which is probably the norm in Europe. However, this is America - that sort of thing has been made fun of repeatedly. * Like I said earlier, I lead a relatively boring life - this is all I can come up with.

OK! I didn't vote. I admit it. I am ashamed. I have some excuses though... I had to leave to go to school at 6am and I didn't get home until 8pm. I also don't really know where my local polling center is. I am sorry.

*Disclaimer: Capt. Monterey Jack is in now way trying to demean the act of sitting cross-legged. It was merely a story because that is the only thing that could come to my mind. I have to admit that at times I have been known to sit with my legs completely crossed - sometimes the occasion permits it. However, for some odd reason I still think it's a little funny watching other people do it.

This is "The State"

WE'RE OFF TO A START

Here it is folks... my first blog. I have to say I am pretty excited. Some of you may or may not get the title - I'll let you tough it out for a bit.