John Tucker Must Die
It wasn't the worst movie i've seen. In fact it was not that bad at all. There are only 2 really memorable parts (well aside from the hott blonde bombshell main character girl) What I remember is the girl-on-girl kiss in the Jeep, and the hotel scene where Kate tries to get John to come to her room, flashing the skimpy bra and panties. Those are the best pieces of the movie. But not that bad. Worth the 6.50 -Axiom
Part 3 of the College Experience
Part three: day two: the beginning of the end: breakfast:
Breakfast: It was five dollars. And it sucked. Moving on.
After that we headed over to “Gator1 Central” to create our Gator1 ID’s. I believe they are also used as credit cards. Against all odds I did not end up looking evil in the picture on my ID, despite that I was not smiling. This is the first time in my eighteen year history that has happened.
With ID’s in hand, we trudged over to a food court, so the people who slept in and didn’t have the opportunity to overpay for breakfast could gorge themselves. There is no justice in this world. My plans for revenge were interrupted, however, when I joined a friendly game of cards.
We then walked—except the late eaters, who rolled—over to Hume to register for first semester classes. Registration was a quick process; I ended up with Calculus 1, chemistry and chem. Lab, and beginning Russian. Afterwards, I took a tour of Hume to see what the rooms look like. The furnished one I was shown was obviously fake; it was clean, neat, and decorated entirely in Gator paraphernalia that still had tags on. Unlike Broward, you get your own bathroom, although it is also accessible by a connected room on the other side. It costs an arm and a leg to live at Hume, which is why most students only stay there a year. On an unrelated note, Gainesville also has a booming crutch & wheelchair business.
After lunch, we finally had an opportunity to learn the cheers, something I now notice was conspicuously absent from the official schedule. For the most part, the Preview staff ignored those of us that stood idly by while everyone else was chanting, gesturing, etc., not that I completely refrained from participating. Many of the cheers were familiar to me, including the “two bits” one, which has never, and will never, make any iota of sense. If you do not know this cheer, you are very fortunate indeed. A couple of the cheers were even more obscure. These involved shaping your body into an ear of corn/a banana, saying things like, “Peel bananas, peel-peel bananas” and making the appropriate peeling motions. This was often followed by shaking the bananas and then going bananas. I can just imagine the football team down late in a game, and, looking up in the stands, seeing thousands of fans rallying them by “mourning the corn.” (“It was so young!”) And no, I am not making that cheer up.
A few hours later I was finally given my schedule for the first semester and was allowed to leave (They had been withholding it in order to keep us there. No, really.)
Next: part four: the day before Preview which was pretty interesting, but which I nevertheless forgot about until just now
-Revan
The Dorm Experience
Right, so, anyway: the dorm experience—not really that big a deal.
I arrived there at around six, “there” being Broward Hall. My room was on the fourth floor. It took a special keycard just to access the floor, and since the keypad was located adjacent to the wrong door, it took a little trial and error to figure out. For the most part, the problems ended there. The room held a total of three: one set of bunk beds and another bed positioned high over a desk. Overall it was pretty barren and maybe ten feet square, but what did I expect? Also, scattered about were a total of four cable links with two others hanging from their wall sockets. Weird. Bathrooms and showers were located down the hall, so I decided to opt out of my morning shower and just live with the greasy hair.
After checking in, I headed to dinner, where I was able to be with my family for one of the very few times they let you. The food was okay; I had pepperoni pizza and chocolate cake, not that I plan to do that all during the semester. There was one truly momentous surprise at the dinner, which had nothing to do with the college: I found out my sister is no longer a vegetarian. W00t! Back at Broward, I thought I would have a lot of time to catch up on sleep, but I thought wrong. See, we had to get our schedules checked out by our Preview staff member before being advised the next day, and while there were only a dozen or so students per staff, it took forever. I formulated a schedule in a matter of minutes, but had to wait no less than ninety minutes to get it approved. At midnight, I was finally able to fall asleep, in a creaky but manageable bed.
Next: part three of this over-rated serial
-Revan
I have only one thing to say about my college orientation
Then, about 30 seconds later, i lost her name...and i still cant remember it
... its been half a month....it feels...bad...
-Axiom
P.S. Revan we need to exchange our signature colors for our colleges.
The College Experience
The first thing I learned when I checked in was that there is no right way to carry a tote bag, or at least not the one they give you chock full of Preview information. Sounds trivial, yes, but this ended up putting my hands through hell ( a recurring theme, apparently) throughout the event. Also, it makes you feel like a girl.
For the life of me I cannot remember what went on for much of the morning; mainly I sat in various rooms as Preview staff, professors, etc. went on about what classes I should choose and when. I was part of small group X due to my honors status. This meant very little…jeez I am really drawing a blank here and all this happened just two days ago…Okay I now have the schedule for Preview with me and confirmed my suspicions that nothing actually happened. Seriously, I already knew my major—computer engineering—and figured I’d just go with the classes it required. An odd note though: I had thought that after high school students wouldn’t be inclined to take BS courses anymore (after all, college is expensive), but electives such as The Age of Dinosaurs (three credits!) are still prevalent…
Next post: the dorm experience
-Revan