Monday, October 27, 2008

Unfinished thought, inturrupted by paying attention to class

Oh, Jeff Sachs. I still haven't figured out which side of the fence I'm on when it comes to him. As the semester goes on, however, I am coming to appreciate him more. Almost every day that he lectures he takes a good 20 minutes to explain what is going on in the financial world (read: shitshow). He also slipped in the word "uterus" today in class, which made me smile.

Sachs is such a polarizing figure. my idealist friends worship him, my realist friends despise him. I feel that the overall Columbia mentality, while very liberal on social issues, is fairly conservative when it comes to economics. There certainly are enough economics majors running around here (now looking like they've just lost their entire future. Perhaps they have).

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Stupidest Move Ever?

I. am. such. an. idiot. I'm currently standing in the lobby of my building, sans shoes, with a headache and a pit in my stomach. Bored and broken-hearted, I rushed out of my room when I heard voices in the hallway to extend an invitation to the people next door to our Halloween party tomorrow night (we aren't yet friends on Facebook, and I was THAT bored). All I was wearing was my long sweater (doing its job as an acceptable outfit that's mega comfortable for laying around. What I didn't have on was pants, socks, or shoes.

Sure enough, in my hurry to catch them before they caught the elevator, my keys went the way of my shoes. Or, rather, they didn't go anywhere and I did. It should be mentioned that the reason I am so bored is all my suitemates are gone, most of them far downtown just beginning their posh dinner, not to return for hours. So now I am stranded in the lobby, hacking away at the public computer while I wait for my rescuer from Hartley to show up with a spare key. I feel like more of an idiot now than I did when my plan for the evening was the last episode of House on my Netflix DVD and then sleep.

Hormones and stress. Seriously. Grr.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The answer!

I've found the answer to my becoming an adult question.

xkcd, I heart you.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Is it really only 9 AM?

This morning:

3:40 AM - Wake up. Remember the Red Sox lost last night. Bummed.

3:55 AM - Kiss dad goodbye, head downstairs, sit in the Double Tree Club Boston lobby waiting for the airport shuttle to leave.

4:00 AM - Kiss mom goodbye, get on the shuttle.

4:15 AM - Arrive at airport, wonder why the cab to the hotel on Saturday night took 3 times as long (and went around the city rather than through it).

4:20 AM - Sit at a table in the airport and try to finish Calc homework. Wonder why I didn't take the 5 AM shuttle

5:10 AM - Go through security. Wonder why I wore heavy boots through an airport security line.

5:15 AM - Get Starbucks, smell and smile.

5:20 AM - Sit and eat a banana, wait for plane to board.

5:30 AM - Board plane. Almost take out several people trying to get my insane amount of carry on luggage on the plane. Notice many people around me rolling eyes (wish that I could blame them).

5:35 AM - Attempt to finish my French homework before I'm told to put my tray table up.

6:00 AM - Take off. Finish French and switch back to Calculus.

7:00 AM - Depart plane. Head to Air Train.

7:15 AM - Board Air Train. Switch to The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

7:20 AM - Depart Air Train. Head to LIRR.

7:23 AM - Get lucky in that the express train to Penn Station arrived as my ticket was printing. Immediately board and depart for Manhattan.

7:40 AM - Arrive at Penn Station. Head to subway.

7:43 AM - Stand on the express platform. Watch 3 local trains come and go before the 3 train arrives.

7:55 AM - Pack in the expresss train.

8:05 AM - Switch to the local train.

8:10 AM - Arrive at 116th St.

8:15 AM - Arrive at 47 Claremont, about 40 hours after leaving. Put down bags, grab an apple, complain to Kyle about having to go to class, change clothes (of course).

8:35 AM - Leave for class.

8:40 AM - Arrive, IAB, 5 minutes early for class, exactly 5 hours after getting up.

...and, still to come:

More coffee
French class
Finally finish my Calc homework
Turn in Calc Homework
Edit Spec article
Send in Spec article
Attend Calc lecture?
Polish Africa paper
Print Africa paper
Turn in Africa paper
Attend Africa lecture?
1st day of training plan
Dinner with Matt?
Track down Eye article
Check in Eye article
Go to Eye meeting

It's really funny the things that are necessary and the things that are optional on that list...

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

OMG, so cuilinarily excited.

This afternoon, I succeeded in making sushi. All this in the hour between French and Calculus. And I still made it to class before my professor

Lost Girl

I was walking down Claremont to 116th the other day and I realized how comfortable I am with my life at the moment. It's an odd sensation of knowing where I am and having a rough idea of where I am going. Last year was a period of transition, and I was somewhat comfortable with my discomfort. There were troubled periods, but perfectly acceptable, expected troubles for a fresh-faced freshman in the big city.

Now that I am no longer that girl--more comfortable in my life here, daring anyone on the street to deny me the title of a genuine New Yorker, more accepting of college as a way of life--I grow uncomfortable in my comfort. I am quickly running out of reasons to deny adulthood. I wonder if that is even a valid fear. I guess there is the Peter Pan complex; and if Disney made a movie about it, it certainly must be true. On the other hand, do adults ever really grow up? Or do they just get better at hiding it?

Monday, October 6, 2008


I can't believe it's been a month already--life is moving so quickly. The leaves are beginning to change, though not nearly as brilliantly here in the city as when I was upstate last weekend. I love that brilliant rainbow colors accompany the wonderful sweater weather that defines October here. The changing of the seasons means that there is always something relatively new and exciting to talk about. "Talking about the weather" actually has a little bit of meaning to me now. That is, there might actually be some significant change to talk about.

In addition to the weather, October also means midterms. I've already made it through a Calc midterm and one of many French exams. As academic stresses mount, however, I find it difficult to balance the many extra curricular responsibilities that I have taken on. Some days I'm not sure if I am going to make it through.