Timeline: Sunday, noon-ish
I see: gloomy clouds, Stephen Colbert, and… is that a spider on my wall?
I hear: “Huh!” to the beat
I smell: pine
I feel: sleepy
OK, so first let’s get the less favorable (i.e. whining) part out of the way. My first weeks at Fisher have been marked by somewhat of a post-9/11 feeling, in which everyone’s glad about their lives but those lives are marked by fear. I suppose it’s a successful teaching style, but I truly look forward to getting the facts and figures in class rather than a constant paraphrasing of “today’s world is impossibly tough, ye be warned”.
On the upside, so many good things have happened that I’m going to have to buy a new notebook soon. Highlights: the apartment’s looking nice, my health hasn’t been an issue, and people actually remember my name.
My personal opinions on some of these weeks’ events are as follows:
- Summit vision was OK (body count = 0.0) and it really achieved its purpose of bringing our team closer.
- The presentation by the second-years definitely has room for improvement. Notes taken: none.
- I got lost in the Thompson library, and ended up in the top floor. If anyone ever needs a really cool study place, look no further: that’s the place to be.
- Consulting boot camp was good, but there must have been something wrong with the room on Friday, as everyone (including myself) was dozing off all the time. It was quite a shame, as the information was very useful. As a footnote, Oglevee is one of the few people I’ve met in life with just the right amount of insanity in him.
- Kudos to the organizers of Friday’s party at Fisher Commons (which was dubbed “the FC” last night), a perfect closing act to the week; food was great, sodas were plentiful, and the music was just right. Due to the blog’s policies, I can’t compliment the alcoholic beverages.
This is just a first experiment. Expect further chapters in the story in the upcoming days. Comments are most welcome and encouraged.
“… looking for the beauty that never fades” – Sasha & Junkie XL