On the Ball

There is a water jug in the parking lot outside my apartment. A full one. The kind you put in the top of those things that dispense water where all your co-workers hang out to talk. It has been there for the past two weeks. I'm hoping it'll stay there during winter so we can see what happens when it freezes.

On the ball is not exactly how I would describe myself right now. I'm still getting used to living in the apartment. I'm still getting used to school (especially having to hike over several bloody big hills to get from the apartment to class). The real problem is really a combination of the two. That and the fact that my schedule and Cole's rarely sync up so we can work together. Let me explain.

As I have ranted about before, it takes a really long time to get from campus to the apartment. In order to alleviate this, I've been trying to minimize the times I need to make this trip each day by packing all the text books I need into my dutiful backpack before I go. This makes for an extremely heavy (and bulky) load, but it seems necessary.

I also pack myself a lunch, but come dinner, I need to head back. Dinner is currently on an "every man for himself" basis, Clinton and I are trying to change this, but so far that's the way it goes. This means, that I have to invest a considerable amount of time at home.

Meanwhile, Cole and I have not been working together. I've found I am far more productive with him around. Not necessarily looking over my shoulder, just around. In contrast, I find I cannot work at the apartment, because nobody else does. They might disagree with me, but I can only speak for my experiences, and I rarely see either of my roomies working there. Sometimes they will be in their rooms, doing whatever, but often they will be doing something in the living room, and inevitably I will get sucked into it as well.

Because of this environment, I have gotten far less work done than I would have liked. I have been far less prepared for classes than I would have liked, and while I could tell horrible stories about my first Chem lab, on this subject, I will not.

Keeping on top of things is a continual struggle, and honestly I'm not doing that badly, but I do have a ways to go until I am satisfied.