The second day of classes (Thursday) was a blur. After meeting Professor “Trapper,” I decided to stick with Education 1020 even though it means I now have a solid five days of 8:10am classes. I went to the biology class, another traditional, lecture/exam-style class. Then: nap, Skype, attempt to study.
Today I met a lady on staff with Navigators (one of the aforementioned “underground Christian ministries”) for coffee and conversation. She completely understood the feelings and struggles I’ve encountered in the past week, and it was so uplifting to talk with her.
After dinner on Friday, what seemed like everyone on campus tried to go to the Performing Arts SPOTLIGHT. This event showcases every a capella, dance, and otherwise talented group on campus. I waited in line for about 15 minutes, and just before my group made it through the door, they turned away everyone who was still waiting in line.
Disappointed, we walked back to our dorm. A floormate and I decided to read books together in the Commons Center. She waded her way through a few densely-worded pages of Aristotle for her Intro to Ethics class, and I started Ishmael, a work of fiction about a telepathic gorilla. I used to read books with friends––for fun––in sixth grade in the Philippines, but haven’t had the pleasure again until today. #nerd
Since I moved in to Vanderbilt, my parents, unsurprisingly, have been texting me more than ever. When I first woke up: “TGIF!” from my dad; “Have you been getting your daily hugs?” from my mom. Well, I was pretty happy to make it to Friday, and I got a half-hug from Margo!
At 9:35pm, I again left my room for the great social unknown: Vanderbilt Programming Board Palooza, a sort of pep rally involving free t-shirts, free food, and a concert by The Dirty Guv’nahs. I got the oversized t-shirt, the cold salty biscuit, and left after the first song (in my defense, it was past 11pm), but I really enjoyed meeting a group of interesting G-House peeps and talking with a few previously-established acquaintances.
Nine days at Vanderbilt down, hundreds more to go––and that’s a good thing.