My first week of class has been pretty hectic so far. I'm so used to college being partying every night and playing video games all day that flipping on the academia switch has been quite the challenge. My first week of classes has gone a lot like this:
1. Go to class.
2. Decide class is too boring/requires too much work/is too early in the morning.
3. Switch out of class.
I've probably been through about 12 classes since I've been here, and have ended up with only one of the classes that I had since orientation (Spanish, only since it's required). I've even dropped out of the Honors program (I don't know how I got in in the first place. There was a required essay, but I sent the following e-mail to the program when I got invited to apply: "I choose to waive the essay"). Now that the dust has settled, I'm pretty happy with my schedule. Only once do I have a class earlier than 11am all semester.
Today in one of my classes, the instructor posed a question about the sects in religions, and almost immediately an obese Asian girl raised her hand, ranting about how in no religion is such a thing appropriate. It was only until a good two minutes into her rant that people realized that she misunderstood the word "sects" as "sex."
The guy that lives across the hall from me is from Bombay, India. He's in the engineering program, and will probably be the head customer service rep for Dell in five years. Today he lent me his external hard drive so I could copy some stuff on to my computer. He told me that he had a few good movies. "A few good movies" turned into "every movie ever made." He even had movies that don't come out until 2007.
I accidentally stumbled across his porno collection on the hard drive. I must say, he has some eclectic taste. Everything from "A Night in China" to "Gothic Slut Forced Gangbang." I've never seen somebody more awkward than he was after I realized he was watching what I was browsing through over my shoulder.