The End

                Going home for a week was a beautiful thing. It is so nice to see in and not have to worry about classes as well as being able to sleep in my own bed. I didn’t even have to go to bed late but I always managed to sleep at a minimum of 10 hours every day just because my bed was that comfortable. What made that week even better was thanksgiving. Having a day with family eating delicious foods together is always a wonderful. At my house we don’t eat turkey on thanksgiving we general eat chicken instead, I guess none of us really enjoy turkey that much. And to top off my week of relaxation and food was being able to see my high school friends. Whenever we get together we can just enjoy each other’s company without even doing anything. But when I was there we did do something, we went to the zoo in November. We went to DC when it was chilly just to see some animals. Well actually, one of my friends had a project that required animal information so to help her out we all went to the zoo together so she wouldn’t have to go with her parents or something. It was okay because the most of the animals were out still and moving about, so it wasn’t like the zoo was hibernating as I was half expecting. One thing that is a must when someone goes to the zoo is to see the lions and tigers and we could not find them in this zoo. We know they were there somewhere but we just couldn’t find the section, but we did get to the elephants and the pandas. We even got to see a display of a bunch of cockroaches, which I must say I didn’t particularly care for. And afterward we concluded our zoo trip by eating at noodles and company, which is always lovely. So overall I had a good time hanging out with them, as well as a lovely time being with my family.

                Well this is a bittersweet moment because this is my final blog. I had almost, but not really, grown accustomed to waking up on a Friday morning and typing up my blog. I remember in the beginning of the year I saw this on the syllabus and I was filled with dread because wondered what I will write about every week that others will see. But now that I’m at the end I see my worry was for naught, because it wasn’t that bad. So goodbye my blog.

Random Thoughts

                I can’t wait to go home next week. I want to see high school friends and see how life is going for them. And it would be nice just to be in my neighborhood and see how none of its changed while I’ve been gone. I'm also excited to see my little brother, Gavin, who is 5 years old. I remember before I left I thought I would not be eager to come back and see his annoying little self, but I am. It saddens me that I missing part of him growing up. He’s in kindergarten and I’m sure there doing all sorts of fun things I would like to hear about, but I don’t get to.

                I remember my year of kindergarten with great clarity. I had a great time; we once had this event where we shook milk that we put into a little baby food container. We were trying to make butter by shaking it up enough; the point was to recreate the pilgrims churning butter. It did not work, at the end I just had shaken up milk but I thought it was fun anyway. We always did stuff like that every day, that’s why in kindergarten I couldn't wait to come to school. Back then school was enjoyable, homework was almost non-existent and if by some rare chance we had some it was counting ice cream shapes then coloring them.  It makes me think, when was the time that I started not wanting to come to school?

                I remember that elementary school I would go every day, even in middle school I didn't mind it, I think it was high school when I actually started getting work to do that required some effort was when wanted to stay home and do nothing.  I realized in high school that I am truly a lazy person, when a teacher asked everyone to grab some book in class I would always ask the person next to me if they could grab one for me. Even at home, I would sit in one spot for hours complaining that I was hungry, but I wouldn't get up to cook some food for myself. Well now in days I don’t have the luxury of being lazy, so I guess I lived it up while I could.

The Math Empo

                Four out of my five weekdays of this week has been spent at the math empo. This week I had a vector test and a test in Math 1206. For vector you get one test so you take it and what’s your grade is your grade which I took on Monday. Math 1206 you get 3 test tickets so you can take the test three times. The tickets fall on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, so that’s the other three days of my week.  First I want to say that I don’t detest the empo, it can be a nice place to work, it makes you feel like you want to get a lot accomplished. Even though I say that it doesn’t mean I like going there four out of five weekdays. My whole thing with the math empo is that if it wasn’t so out of the way it wouldn’t really be that much of a problem. Having to take a bus there and back and annoying. It’s not like using a bus to get off campus to go home where you want to be, it’s using a bus to go to another place to labor on schoolwork. I can toil on schoolwork in the library, so having to go to another place that’s out of the way to do work just inconvenient.

                One thing about the empo that can be helpful or annoying is the red cups for help. First of all people seem to have trouble putting a red cup on a computer because I am always hearing them fall off. I feel like there’s a better method of attracting the tutors attention than a red cup. Why not use one of the neon toys that can attach to computers? They’re bright and you can’t drop those everywhere. Also the tutors I find can be really helpful or not at all. Sometimes the way they explain things is great and then I’m like “thanks for the help!” But other times when I’m not sure what they’re saying I’m like “oh yeah that makes sense sort of”, it’s honestly a chance if you get lucky or not with a tutor.

                Coming out of the math empo is an experience every time. While I’m in there I have no sense of time, or any sense of awareness of the outside world. It’s always amazes me going in and seeing sun and coming out and it is completely dark. When I went there on Monday, I had completely forgotten about the horrible weather. Then when I actually went outside I’m was surprised by what was going on. The weather had gotten worse and I had no clue about it. Regardless, I’m sure that I going to have plenty more times at the math empo before the semester is over.