"I'm not drunk."

Philosophy of Science (Contemporary) aka PHIL 125:
My professor's name is Sheldon and he has a voice to match. It's nasally and dweebish with a hint of sarcasm. He is much cooler than he sounds - witty and nonchalant. He dons a variety of short-sleeved, plaid, button-up shirts to enhance his cliche, scronny, nerd features. In short, I like him.

Sidenote: was it really my fate this morning for the tall guy with a disheveled ponytail and possibly larger-than-average head to sit directly in front of me in a non-stadium seating classroom? ...yes. Apparently. To add to that delightful fortune cookie fail - gentleman sitting next to "man with large head of hair longer than mine," is suffering from excessive phlegm. Oh the fates - to be so lucky!!

Did I mention Phlegmboy (yes, he is now a disgusting, infectious superhero) is also a manbear?!

Man⋅bear [man-bair] -noun. 1. a male human being with copious amounts of hair, distributed evenly throughout the epidermis, causing a freakish similarity to a bear. Not to be confused with a wear-wolf, a manbear is ALWAYS HAIRY.

The Adventures of Phlegmboy! haha ... another day my friends.

So was that the longest sidenote ever or........


Let's do some random thoughts:
⋅I've decided only hip, Asian guys can make a Razor Scooter look cool in college.

⋅Quote from my PHIL 125 TA: "We don't use facts in Philosophy."


⋅Quote from my HIST M180B Prof: "I have a condensed spinal chord so if you see me randomly fall over in class... I'm not drunk."

⋅Getting a lecture about Ancient Greek Philosophy is so much more epic when your professor has a British accent.

⋅He also uses the word naughty. Love it.



Toodles,
Sam


P.S. Betcha thought the title of this entry was a quote from me, huh? ; )

You're Such A Weenie!!

"I am not a weenie, dammit!"

"You should feel like a kid for as long as possible because the next thing you know you wake up with grey pubes and then you're old."

-Just a few fun quotes from this week I thought I'd share with you.

So I'm a Tri Delta (aka Delta Delta Delta).

Google it - I'm fiercely tired and I have class at 9am.

Got pretty homesick last night. Couldn't sleep til about 4am. I'm ok now. It takes some getting used to, obviously.

This blog is spaztic, story of my life. Im too tired to function properly but felt like blogging anyway. Thanks for hangin in there.

Just Joining a Brothel... NBD.

So this is college...


What I've learned thus far:
1. How to rake leaves.
2. How to stuff 2 pairs of shoes in one box.
3. Stairs.
4. Sorority houses are legally considered brothels.
5. A concussion due to bottom bunk is inevitable.
6. Stairs.
7. If you have time to talk to friends/family back home - you're missing something important at school.
8. Just because you have an expensive, amazing phone does not mean you get service everywhere - including your dorm room.
9. Stairs.
10. Dead ants make fabulous decorations for my walls. Yum.


I've learned so much and I haven't even started classes yet!!


Ok for those of you dying to hear about my adventures - listen up!


Friday, Sept. 18: Move-in
Mom & brother helped me move in. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be. Everything actually fit! Then I went back to the hotel to hang out with them one last time before they left...


Saturday, Sept 19: Football Game
Mom cried as we said our goodbyes. I walked away feeling like a new person. I wasn't sure if it felt good or bad... but I didn't have time to find out! Next thing I knew, I was getting ready quickly to meet up with friends to go tailgating before the football game (UCLA vs. K-State)! After 3 hours of tailgating, we head to our seats - front row in the student section!!! My first tailgate, first time to the Rose Bowl, first time to a college football game and I'm sitting front row - mama texted that she saw me on TV!! Nuts. 23-9. Bruins. In N Out. Home around 12:30 annnnd bed time. Spent the first night in my new home allllllll alone. It was weird but I was so exhausted I barely noticed.


Sunday, Sept 20: Bruin Bash
Every fall UCLA hosts a concert/dance with a popular artist to kick off the new school year - free for students. LMFAO rocked the mother f@#$ing house!!! DJ Skeet Skeet was legit too. Didn't stay for the dance much - we were wore out after belting weird LMFAO lyrics (those who are fans know what I mean haha).


Monday, Sept 21: New Student Welcome
Wake up. Shower. Activities fair. (An exhibition of all the clubs / organizations on campus. Includes: Greek life, sports, community services, arts, etc. and most importantly: free food samples of various venues on campus. Score.) Then New Student Welcome ceremony - Steve Callahan, the writer/producer of Family Guy, gave a speech. Then the BBQ & "rally" (in quotes due to the lack of rallying at the rally) with complimentary T-shirt. Then the Residential Life meeting - mandatory for all on-campus residents. Then back to the "house" (the building I live in is referred to as a house) for a meeting. Then sleep. Finally. Busy day. Basically zero "me" time. Haha... what is that?! I forgot when I moved here...


Tuesday, Sept 22: Mandatory Volunteer Day
What an epic oxymoron. Way to go UCLA. Not that it wasn't awesome, and not that I wouldn't have participated regardless, but come on. Roughly 5,000 students were bussed to various locations in the city to do community service. My group went to Griffith Park (approx. 4,000 acres - making it the largest municipal park in the country...? Or world, can't remember) to rake leaves. 8am-2pm then nap. Then dinner. Then 20% off at the UCLAStore - got some Rainbow brand flippy floppies - woohoo!!


Wednesday, Sept 23: RUSH!
So I'm rushing a sorority. Today was the first day. I spent about 7 hours talking to girls in 6 sororities, trying to decide which is right for me. Phew. And tomorrow, I get to do it alllllllll over again. Yay me. Haha. Ok serious note- I am excited. I miss the camaraderie that comes along with being on a team and I can get that in a sorority plus the sports plus fun talent show type dealios and dances and socials and wow. So, don't knock it til you try it. It's something I want to do and I would appreciate all you haters to kindly keep your mouths shut. 


I'm so exhausted from EVERYTHING... But I had to take some time to update y'all on my life. I know I spared a lot of details, but I didn't have time to start my autobiography tonightttttt so ...


Point being - I'm having a blast. I miss you like crazyyyyy and I wish you were here to share these amazing moments with me. But since you can't be - keeeeeep reading kids!


missin you in LA
Sam


P.S. Too tired to proofread. Sorry. .....I lied. I'm not sorry. =P
P.P.S. For all those adults who were wondering, "NBD" means no big deal =)

T - I - Double "Guh" - Err!

So this is it: moving to LA in less than 6 hours. Shakin in my boots? Understatement. I feel like I'm spinning. But not the normal spinning, like little kids do- a complicated wreck of turbulence. On an empty stomach. It's not so much fear or nerves, it's more like... everything. I can't think of an emotion that I don't feel. ...Maybe full. Is that an emotion? I'm hungry.


(In no particular order)
Excited: New school, new friends, new life. Following my dreams. Endless possibilties.
Scared: UCLA is not ARC. Leaving everything I know, everyone I love, in Sac.
Confident: I am outgoing, smart and perfectly capable of doing this. I know I am.
Nervous: What if I get behind? What if I don't get along with my roommates? What if I eat too much and get no exercise and become unhealthy? What if I screw it all up?
Detirmined: There are no "what if's" - only me and my abilities, and my tenacity to do whatever it takes.
Unprepared: I've lived in the same house my entire life. I've always had jobs and responsibilities but this is so much more than that.
Reminiscient: I have so many people I'm going to miss dearly. Even my dog.


I probably only brushed the surface with that but, at least I can see now that it's not all negative emotions. 


And I'm not "not sure." I'm positive this is going to be a great thing. I am. It's just difficult to show that when I'm saying goodbye to pretty much everyone I'm close to. Don't mistake my somber stares off into space for anything other than my mind recapping our memories together. I may be Eeyore now, but soon I shall be Tigger.


Time to finish packing.
TTFN Sacramento
Sam

Toilet Training For Adults?

So here it is ladies and gentlemen: my blog. 

I know, I know - I make fun of my dad for having 2 blogs (which, I must confess, I never read) and now I have one. Sue me. But don't. I'm a college student which, by definition, means I'm so scrapped for cash I'm about to squire Hollywood selling my body for money. Wait wait, better idea - find a sugar daddy on Rodeo Drive. Brilliant. 

Purpose: I want all my friends and family to hear about my adventures at UCLA, but if I try to text all my stories to you I'll have carpel tunnel by the time I'm 25. Oye.

So tune in for my latest updates, and please keep in touch via facebook/phone/letters/care packages/ etc. I love you all and will miss you so much you can't even imagine. 

I'm so excited for everything that's happening and nervous, I feel overwhelmed and almost a little in shock. I'm doing the best not to rely on others for support since I'll be so far away from those who so often lend me their comforting words when I truly need them. Alas, I am only human so if you want to send me a "hang in there kid," "shut up, you're awesome," or "hey monkey butt, let's blow this taco stand and head for TJ. wait no, you're living your dream - get this ridiculous mexican fantasy out of your head!!" that would definitely help me deal with this adult toilet training that is my new life.

Hm, enough random ramblings. Enjoy my life in blog form.

Love you all!

Sam

PS- I officially move this Thursday, Sept. 17.