Superfriend Roster: Nash
When I went to take my recycling out, inside the pile of paper and plastic, I found something I was not expecting, a girl’s sock. A sock. What the hell is a girls’s sock doing in my recycling?
There was a day when the laundry room was a total mess with socks and fabric softener everywhere on the floor. How unfortunate it was that I had to drop an article of clothing into that mess. I suppose when I went to get it, I must have picked up the sock along with it. How it got into my recycling remains a mystery, though.
The sock now sits in my trash can as I can find no one who wants a dirty girls sock that’s been who knows where.
A journal is to keep track of the day’s activities. As such, I need to start doing so. I need to recount all my previous exploits, but today I better just reflect on what happened, well, today.
I did not get much sleep last night for I spent most of it talking to my neighbor Shosanna and her friend from UC Davis. They were recounting all these hilarious stories about their childhood. I could not pass this up. Unfortunately, I turned in at about five. I had to get up at 9 so I only got a total of 4 hrs of sleep. Ouch.
Fred though got way too much sleep. He accidentally set his alarm clock for 7:15 PM instead of AM and as such missed 2 classes. Ouch that’s got to hurt.
After two hours of class, I returned home to find that Melissa needed my help in chemistry. Being the nice guy that I am I helped her out for an hour, sacrificing lunch. Missing lunch wasn’t the worst part though, I unfortunately also showed up 5 minutes late to Math lecture, thereby forgoing any chance at a good seat. That made lecture more unbearable than usual.
I guess the day went okay. Wish I could be more productive, but that’s what I wish for everyday. Until tomorrow.
I have a new way of introducing friends. These guys and gals here are super and I need a way to illustrate this superness to the outside world and as such, I thought I would describe them like they were superheroes. You heard me. I think I’ll start each day with a new hero and first on the list is Lucky Charms.
I guess I started to write this journal to begin dictating the events of my life. You can figure that the next chapter means a new start in the book that is my life. Unfortunately, I started this chronicle a bit late and as such I must catch you, the reader, up.
I moved in on a Sunday and had to buy and sort all sorts of stuff. I met my two new roommates that day, Eugene and Fred. Eugene is a bit quiet, but he occasionally gets a one-liner in here and there. Fred loves sports, he plays them, watches them, and talks about them. We got off to a slow start, but over time, we started getting used to each other and I think we are now friends.
In college, the two best places to meet people when you’re just starting is the bathroom and the elevator. The bathroom is good because everyone has to go there no matter how hard you try to avoid it. The elevator is also good for meeting people; the wait and the trip on the elevator usually last a long time and, as such, a person can’t help but make some form of conversation. Over time, I got to meet a lot of my floormates in those two locations, some of which became part of my regular group.
I’m going to introduce my friends one by one and then I’ll be chronicling our adventures shortly.
Damn, AIM and a small keyboard are a bad combination. Talking with four people at once with this little laptop is hard. Oh well, catching up with friends is a lot of fun. What am I doing? FIrst I say my wrist hurts because of typing, and now I type more to write this. Ouch. I’ll give you another update soon.