So, beginning of the second semester. ‘Bout time I posted this, eh?
First thing’s first. My room when I get up at 5:30 in the morning and search blindly for my stuff. I swear, it’s only this bad during finals week!
Then I brush my teeth and take a shower. That’s all I care to do at 6 AM. Voila! Our lovely bathroom:
Then I wait for the elevator in our Snoopy themed lobby. (Soon to be “Under the Sea” themed! Everybody say it with me, “Ooooh! Aaaah!”)
And this is where I am expecting to see a letter from you very soon.
And this is the front desk, which I pass at least 50 times a day.
And here are the rocking chairs in front of the dorm building. Don’t ask.
Too specific? Okay, I’ll try to just include the (somewhat) important details.
So, this is the path I take to all of my classes… la-lala-lala…
And here is where I sit everyday at 7AM…
See the guy in the picture giving me the evil eye? You can thank him for no other pictures of my classes located in the music school. He yelled at me for taking a picture of him. When I attempted to politely explain that I was just taking a picture of the general area, he scoffed and told me to be more considerate of others. When I showed him the picture, he said it was fine but that I should, “watch where I point that thing.” Watch where I point that thing? ALL I WANNA DO IS SHOW MA FRIEND WHAT MY COLLEGE LOOKS LIKE. GIVE ME A BREAKK.
This is the only other picture of the music school I could take. Welcome to my My Music Theory/ Skills Ensemble/ Scales Class/ Studio Violin/ Experiencing Music classroom. Yes, I have all those classes in one room.
Where I live for 5 hours a day.
What I see/pass all day, errday.
Two roads diverge on a college campus. And I take the one less traveled by… which, ultimately, leads to my reoccurring death every day. Orchestra rehearsal, I loathe you. (That is Nicole, my awesome roommate!)
GUSMAN HALL. The other place I live (unwillingly, of course). Four hours of orchestra practice is not exactly “fun”. (No cameras allowed inside, which is too bad because it is pretty impressive.)
The campus restaurant aka where Senior Undergrads enjoy their last year of having money.
My Heaven when it rains.
My favorite place on campus, naturally.
The walk of shame. It’s the path I take to get my ass kicked by college mathematics.
The Mother of all Libraries: Richter. I’ve only been in here twice. Once to look at Top Secret Files, another because I took a wrong turn when trying to find Starbucks.
Math class…
As you can see, we are way too overpopulated at this school.
My vacation house.
Okay, I am done with this. If you want to see more, Kelly, you will just have to come down and visit me. I have been yelled at for trying to photograph too many buildings. (Probably because they are all fancy schmancy on the inside and no one likes to share.)And, just so you know, I am expecting to see your side of town in return, on this blog. This was tedious!
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