My Blog, My Rules

Hey, has it really been two weeks? Really, has it? Because to me it seems like one. And if you don't think so, tough. It's my blog and I do what I want with it so if I decide to spare you from a subpar blog in a down week, you have to trust my judgement. Cool? Cool.

So I've had a busy week getting back into the swing of things here at Cuse. First, I got back to school in time for the basketball game Saturday (not to be confused with Monday's game). We listened to the first half in the car, desperately trying to get to a place where we could actually watch it. The first half flew by in about .5 seconds so we didn't get to see any of it before we pulled up to my brother's apartment. And as if the basketball gods were laughing at our predicament, the second half seemed to drag on until the snow melted. Well, to be fair, the snow was already pretty much melted because on January 15 in Syracuse, NY it was about 50 degrees outside. Global warming? Who knows? But anyway, reverse the timeline of the halves and we get to see pretty much the whole game. But whatevs, it was exciting even when it didn't need to be.

As I stated before, it seems an unchangeable law of nature that every Syracuse opponent will automatically make any shot outside of 25 feet and inside of 300 feet. At the end of our contest against West Virginia, WVU was down 10 with 1:18 to go. Impossible to come back from that, right? Think again. WVU hits 5 of 6 threes and gets fouled to hit another 3 free throws down the stretch. Most of those threes were contested fadeaways from 5 feet behind the three point line. Just saying, no other team will ever put on a shooting spree like that ever again. Take that to the bank. Long story short, Cuse wins by one point because WVU botched a sure-thing 80 foot prayer that anyone else could've put in against Cuse with our luck. A win's a win, and now we've got 18 of them.

After that, I returned to the ghost town of main campus. Seriously, what's up with people not coming back to campus until the last night before classes start? Gone are the days of walking through the unused high school to find where classes are. I seemed to be the only person intent on doing that because I missed the memo of having to memorize every room of every building on campus. Well chumps, my preparation paid off. My econ class had two people come in and make themselves comfortable for 10 minutes before finding out they were in the wrong class. Two more popped in after class started and left immediately. I found it funny that they looked like grad students. And I thought that teachers said that if you weren't there for their class you should leave as a high-brow college-type joke. Guess not.

A kid I sat next to said it was a bad sign if a teacher lectured on the first day or thought their class was challenging. Most will say that if you work hard you'll make it through alright. Well I agree with him and so it's a bad sign that today I had one class where the teacher said the class was hard, one who started lecturing almost immediately, and one where the teacher delayed her lecturing just long enough to tell us how hard the class was. That's four bad omens and I've only had three classes so far. Sigh. I guess I deserve it after an easy semester, if only I could've spread the pain out over both semesters. And I haven't even been to writing yet. Unless the theme for my writing class is "Blogs Without Borders" it's going to be a loooong semester.

It's been a while since I waxed philosophical but I just read the last Dan Brown book so cut me some slack. I just want to take a minute to say that there are few sights more beautiful than snow in the dark. Tonight when I was walking home I walked through the perfect snow shower. Perfect big fluffy flakes, perfectly no wind, perfect lighting by streetlamps, it was a sight to behold. It's been a while since I appreciated nature, and I guess it's hard to do that in a place like Syracuse. Maybe it's the fact that I saw the environmentalist movie Avatar twice, but I think it's important for people to notice the tapestry of sights and sounds that Mother Nature has woven for us, even if it's just looking up from picking a song on your iPod on the way to class.

Haha I just reread that sentence and I'm left hoping that my readership includes no lactose intolerant people because it was so cheesy. And that joke wasn't light on the Gouda either. Have a good week everyone, I know I will.