I’ve been getting used to university life, been settling in. I think I have gotten used to it by now, I have a rough schedule for every day and its working pretty well. This last weekend wasn’t particularily interesting. Connor and I both wanted to go to sleep early on Friday night, while everyone was still partying, to get up early for Saturday. So, we hit the sack at midnight… then hours later I wake up and its 2:30 PM Saturday afternoon! Where in the world did Early to bed, early to rise go? I slept for fourteen hours solid. How mad is that?! I didn’t even feel good, man, I felt horrible. Well, what do ya do then? Your day is almost over… too bad, we had such good intentions and sacrificed our Friday night for nothing. The ‘Get to Sleep Early’ thesis has just gotten penalized. Connor and I rode our bikes off to find some food: a vending machine at the nearby McHenry Library. I’m looking for a good book on the Paris Peace Conference for World War One. Actually, I was so far back in the ’stacks’ that I couldn’t hear that they had shut the library down. I emerged half an hour afterwards, quite confused. The rest of Saturday we were looking for food, eventually settling for hamburgers at a cafe down from our dorms, the Hungry Slug. Played some Pacman there, of which I am a master (level 4!!!) Its getting really cold really fast down here at Santa Cruz. I wonder at how cold it will top out at.
Sunday was better. We left for Church at 12:30. Funny walking down Kresge in our suits and ties, Sunday best. Everyone was so fascinated that someone would do that. "Going to worship our Savior Jesus Christ on the Sabbath Day." I would say. Haha. You know, I am the rebel down here. Everyone down here has either a very casual, baggy, ragtag, hippie-influenced look, or typical college-kid styles with hooded sweatshirts and what-not. What do I wear? Dress shirts, sometimes with a sweater, jeans. It’s cool to look more formal, makes you stand out.
I’ll get back to ya, I have plenty of stories to tell.
