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UT=scary. The first day was terrifing, like caught in mid-jump accross the grand canyon. Fist inclination was to go running to the nearest corner, and knife anyone I came accross. That or climb onto someone's head to keep from drowning amist a guigantic sea of people. Yes, I don't have Kat like tendincies. I didnt want to meet new people, heck, I didn't want to leave the car. I was terrified of all these pre-sority chicks that kept poping up, and creating some illusion of a 'popular crowd.' But after the inital terror of being immensed in only 2000 kiddies, I calmed down and orientation became, well, rather cool. I could sit on park benches and no one would look at me weird, or if they did, I would look at them weird back. You can be mean and no one will care. You can be nice and people will talk to you next time they see you. Everyone was extreamly nice, and around every corner was some enthusiastic church originazation passing out free food. Kinda a nice mix. My roommate, cool. A bit on the high strung side, even for an honors buisness major, but fun neitherless.

I'm EXTREAMLY glad I signed up for the first session. This girl that was sitting next to me at class signup, an accounting major, couldn't get a math class. The Orientation advisor, who gave off a strange aura of too much coffee and peppermints, chipperly sat down to help her, and causually exclaimed, "man, you're screwed." Basically, if you were a buisness or nursing major, classes were hard to come by. Micheal Martis had to sign up for her second choice classes, my roomate; 3rd. Thank something we went the night before and hacked the system to find out what classes were full. God bless the engineering majors, my days don't start until noon.

So I got a part time hob. I teach pre-school kung fu. First stop of the day, drug test. Talley prays it'll turn out negative. Also, I have normal blood pressure.

Well bless my nippers, bless them all day long

Well, this is it guys, freshman orientation. I leave like in 30 min, and I'll be back friday. This has got to be the freaking longest orientation on the face of the earth. Meridith's going to a full size violin, and borrowed a couple at a violin store in houston to try. One of them, the expensive one she wants, is like a God amoung violins. It's a 200 year old german violin and it's beautiful. It even sounds good when I play it. I hope they let her keep it. Pick-a-Prof is one of the best schedule helpers, I don't have time to explain it, but I'd recomend it to anyone. Wizard people is awesome, and here's an excerp of the book 'so you want to be a canadian':
"Ah jeez. I don't know about (a-BOOT) Pierre, he's been on pogey (POE-gee), won't get a joe job, and has no jing to go to the peelers. I mean ,I've been feeding the hoser CCs at the pub so he won't put cheese in his coffee, but I think he's been spendind a lot of time outdoors (OOT-doors) without (with-OOT) a toque (tewk). Either that, eh (ay) or his gosh is too tight."
american translation:
"Goodness gracious, I'm worried about Steve, He's been on unemployment, won't get an entry-level position, and doesn't have money to go to the strip club. You see, I've been buying that goof Canadian Club whisky so he won't go completely crazy, but I'm afraid he's lost the capacity to think. Perhaps the circulation to his brain has been cut off somehow."
This is Kat, signing off, Goodnight Chicago!

Roommate

So I got my roommate assignment for my dorm, a Kaci McCarthy. After writing her and freaking out and talking to Trevor, I think I might be ready for anything. relax, right? So what if I have to live with a girl who's parents named her and her twin 'Kaci and Kara', who comes from a town with only 1000 people, who took dance when she was 10, and who is working at Port Aransas for the summer, and doesn't have an email account? So what if she's the mirror image of Erin Edge? So what if she's as stupid as a brick and you have to act all nice to her because you're living with her? So what if it takes you forever to open up to people, to be yourself? So what if you're shy as hell? Hey, she's going from a town to a college with 40,000 people alone, that takes guts. You can handle this, right?