There was a football game tonight. Or something. So I've heard. Even the honors kids are all loud and rambunctious. Go to sleep people. Quiet hours start at nine. I think we won?

Excitedly, today was the one week marker into my college career. I'm still alive, so points for that. In that short space of time, I've managed to change my major, make a few new friends, already managed to find one class to dislike, a professor I look forward to, and do a majority of my homework well before it's due. In fact, a lot of my professors put the work up early, so I'm technically a week and a half ahead in terms of work. Plus, I've joined an extracurricular club that is probably going to be the greatest thing of my college career.

Today was of no real importance, other than a quick quiz in Chinese. However, afterwards, I treated Tristan to dinner on a guest pass and we hung out for a majority of the evening. Because everyone else was out at the game, the campus was eerily empty of people while we wandered in the twilight hours. Initially we headed out, unsure of what to do once he punished me in a Magic game: 275 to -60, ouch. We found ourselves headed to the library, which neither of us had explored yet. I know it's a library, but it was so unnervingly quiet, we retreated fairly quickly. After rooting through the shelves of Chinese literature and historical documents, on mechanical racks that compress and shift to allow access to different rows. I was worried of getting stuck between two of them, like Han and the gang in the trash compactor.

It didn't take long before we were completing a circuit around the school. I like the campus being empty. It's like it was mine for the taking. We glanced around the courtyard over the library (did I mention a majority of it lies underground?), before heading off in the direction of my class buildings, a complex that I feel I never really leave over the course of a day.

In other news, we saw a man with a hobo beard cruising along on a unicycle walking his little chihuahua up the walkway.

On our way back we managed to talk Skyelar down from her room and we raided the convenience store for drinks as we headed back to my dorm. Poor Ramesh has been bothered by everyone lately, to the point where we've been locking the door so they don't just walk in. Rude much? So we sat in there, chatting quietly until Tristan had to go home, because he doesn't live on campus with us. Lame.


So  we walked him to the garage where his mother awaited, I dropped Skyelar off at her dorm, and tried to avoid the crazy kids back from the game as I headed to my own room. It has been a very interesting, long, enjoyable, frustrating, rewarding week. And I hope next week, and all the weeks to come, are just as amazing.

But I have to admit, I am looking forward to the long weekend. Sleeeeeeeeeeep.