Scooter

I hope everyone had a nice break and ate well and had a good time with family. My break was quite nice, but it’s nice being back at Mudd.

This week has actually been reasonably light homework-wise…I’ve managed to stay ahead of assignments enough that I’ve been able to show my friends Kill Bill 1 and 2 without having to stay up particularly late to make up for lost time. Mind you, the light homework this week is probably connected to the larger projects due next week, but that’s all dandy.

Tomorrow is pre-registration for spring semester for me…I’m simultaneously excited and a bit scared. See, Mudd has a very large core curriculum, meaning that freshman schedules are pretty much out of our control for the 1^st semester. However, next semester we have 2 types of electives we’re required to take – one PE and one humanities/social studies/art class. Unfortunately, the way our schedules turned out makes it very difficult to find a lot of classes that fit, and seeing as freshmen are at the end of the line for registering for classes, I’m assuming that a number of the humanities electives I like are going to be full when I get there tomorrow. Oh well. It will work out somehow.

What else is new…oh! I have a new form of transportation! See, my goal previously was to learn how to unicycle reasonably quickly once I got to Mudd, and then to use that to get between classes. Unfortunately, unicycling is rather difficult and not a super-efficient means of transport. So, knowing my sister brought a Razor scooter that she didn’t seem to be using, I asked if I could borrow it. The glorious thing about using wheels to get to class is that there’s a slight downhill from the dorm end to “ac end”, or the classroom end of campus. Thus, one can pretty much just get on the scooter, and with a few kicks you can get up to a pretty good speed. It’s been making me extremely happy, as it seems to cut my commute from my room to class down by half, meaning more time for breakfast! Also, I like scooters. There has been frequent giggling and shouting of “WEEEEE!” in my traverses of the campus.

The calendar year’s almost over, guys! Good luck all of ya with whatever’s on your plate.

Edit: I may have spoken too soon about the scooter. On the way to Physics, I faceplanted due to the poor approximation of the ground that wearing pumps gave me. Fortunately, a friend saw me fall and got me cleaned up for the most part. But I need to negotiate this whole balance-with-strange-shoes-on thing.