Cabin Fever.

If there's one thing that I've been taught over the past couple of weeks is that I have no life. Sure, I do my work, but only because I'm bored. Hell, I don't procrastinate anymore! I suppose that's a good thing considering the factors. I either get all my work done or just cop out and do the minimum. I'm even giving myself extra work to do!

School is going well. The one thing I hate is this room. It's so fucking empty and it feels like I'm in a prison with the ugly ass white cinderblock walls. Since I went home last week, I didn't see any necessity in going home for my fall break, which was just Friday off. I'm thinking I should've gone home cause then at least I would've had TV or Emma to play with. All I did for three and a half days was do homework and even then, it was just the work for Monday. That's not saying much, but damn I was so fucking bored over the weekend. I did watch some movies with a friend and that was fun, but once I got back to my room, I just went bananas. Fuck, I'm going bonkers now! The boredom hurts more than tearing out a fresh suture. Well, I don't know how much that would hurt, but I just wanted to use the word, "suture," at least once. Hehe!

Fuck this.

Boredom Without the Sex and Sweat.

God, I hate the weekends. I have nothing to do! Homework? I have time before class and I usually get it done early or I can always just do it at sight or just bullshit my way.

I'd be lying if I said I was okay. I haven't been able to play a pick up game of volleyball since ever. I had a chance, but others got there before I could. I played tennis alone. I can only handle so much practicing my serve.

Over the week, I went to a couple parties, one on Thursday and then Friday. I really enjoyed the social atmosphere. Bah, I feel like a third wheel.

I don't think I'm cut out for VA Tech and/or Blacksburg. I miss home too much and all I've done all day was sleep.

I hate this entry. I don't even know why I'm bothering. No one reads this anyway.

I'm so frustrated, I can't think straight in order to have a coherent entry.

Sweat, Boredom, Sex?

The title is catchy, no? Or should it say, "Sweet Boring Sex?" IDK. LAWL I sed "IDK!" Okay, I'll stop.

Today was in between productive and just fucking boring. Last night, I fell asleep at twelve, I think. I woke up to take a shit and it's around 7 AM at this time. I get back into bed and guess what? You'll never guess! I couldn't get back to sleep. SURPRISE! I had way too much going through my head: 1) my eyes were open for more than five minutes, 2) I was waiting for e-mails from the contact person for both the Tennis Club and Volleyball Club, but only one decided that I was worth the time to whatever, 3) I was ultra excited about the prospect of group exercise classes. I know, right!

So my body and mind decided I didn't need anymore sleep and I got up and thought, "It's Sunday morning. People went out last night. They'll be too hungover to go to the gym!" So I got ready, i.e. put on a hat & deodorant, and got to the gym with no one there! Yay! It's sad when the girls in there are lifting heavier weights than you could wish you could hoist. Also, I had no clue what I was doing! Sure, I read all the instructions. As is tradition, I played with the settings of the strider machine during my program and well I had to start all over again. I'm a klutz AND and ditz! I'm a - you can't put those two together. I was in the gym for about an hour. I did some cardio running and then lifted some weights! I'm not sore, yet, but I'm sure I will be tomorrow.

After that nice wake up routine, I went to the computer lab, to see if by chance I got an e-mail from either clubs I was talking about earlier. Voila! I have! "Can you come out tomorrow at 9 AM?" I look at the date of the e-mail and "tomorrow" is TODAY and the fucking time is 8:40 AM! I don't have a racket! I don't have any tennis balls! What do I do? I go anyway and mooch off the president of the Tennis Club. Haha! He was nice! We warmed up and well, I suck. After I lost a tie breaker 7 - 1, I was thinking, "In order to salvage any confidence I have in my abilities as a tennis player, I'm going to need to stop." These guys trying out were intense! I told the president that the Club was above my level and thanked him and such.

After that, I was like, "Intramurals! Watch out! Here I come!" I went straight to the computer lad and signed up for tennis. I have plans to sign up for intramural volleyball when I can. While I was in the lab, I had heard about group exercise classes, which were free the first week of classes, but I didn't figure that out until like now. I signed up for an all year pass and for any of the classes and I even make a nifty spreadsheet of the exercise classes and my academic classes! I feel special! I looked at the exercise classes and chose the dancing ones. SURPRISE! I think I also have pilates and yoga planned. I have other exercise classes too, but I forgot what they are. I figure that since I'm very shy and awkward at the gym alone, I can be shy and awkward at an exercise class! I can't wait to dance!

Now, all of this entry may seem long, but other than what went through my head, that's all I fucking did. I saw a pick up game of volleyball, but they were already six-on-six and I didn't want to mess up the teams or do this rotate in/out shit, so I sat there and watched the cute shirtless boys slam that volleyball into the sand. I think I'm slowly picking up on technique when I'm watching these people play. Heck, I went online to like the official volleyball website of the world or something and I read up on how to spike and serve and all that jazzy stuff. Eventually, I left because they played another game and then later on, most of them left to eat or some shit. Oh well. I believe that the higher powers decree I only get a certain amount of exercise per day! I got my exercise in the morning and then that's it! What bullshit. Whatever. I didn't feel like doing my homework cause my brain is just not with it. During the tennis try outs, I was like zoning out. Of course it didn't help that I was at the gym for an hour beforehand, but I'm not one to complain. Or am I? Mwahaha!

I did mean to talk about sex, but I'm going to bed instead cause let's face it, wet dreams are better than nothing at all! I haven't masturbated in over a week!!!

*humming Long, Long Time Ago from Pan's Labyrinth*

Okay so I lied about updating about yesterday! You really shouldn't expect much from me. Meh! (That's me sticking my tongue out at you.)

My classes are all good. I'm definitely going to have to put a lot of effort into it and be on my toes (hence the shoe icon [YEA HENCE!]). I'm not perfect at translating ancient Greek and Latin, but then again no one is. I did slack a little bit on my first ancient Greek homework, which was taken up, but I swear to higher powers that I could not get my brain to transcribe English into ancient Greek. It just would not come out! My Latin classes are good. I know for a fact that I'm going to be expected to do more than what's assigned from my teachers. I think I'm at that point where I'm past veteran status in the system most classical teachers here at Tech use. In ancient Greek, I'm definitely intermediate/beginner because of the fact that I haven't had as much ancient Greek as I have had Latin. I finished my fifth year of Latin my senior year in high school, so I definitely have some experience. I better not slack this year!

Those are my ancient courses, designated by a maroon spiral notebook & folder combination and the letter stickers spelling "ancient" on the spiral. My, what I consider, "modern" courses are designated by a black spiral notebook & folder combo and stickers spelling "modern." Gosh, I'm predictable. Anyway, my modern classes are Art History and Greek (modern, everyday, spoken). I'm not sure how I'll do in my art history course. The professor said that it's the hardest introduction class at Tech. I believe her! We have just a semester to cover so much information. Just reading the first chapter, which was twenty-three pages WITH pictures, already bombarded me with information and yea, higher powers help me, dates. It is a history course so dates are expected. I have a system, but I'm going to need note cards, which are at home. Greek is also a bombardment, but it's spoken Greek! I have to do pages five and six in our workbook, but I have no idea what it's saying or what it wants! I can read Greek aloud fairly easily, but I have no idea what the words mean! Some words I can understand, but then you always have your you-cannot-draw-any-connections-between-me-and-English words. Those are the kickers of my ass. So I'm going to have an empty workbook tomorrow in class. We just went over the alphabet and read some words in Greek and that's it! The workbook is asking questions and we have to answer, all of this in Greek by the way. Hopefully everyone else will have the same problem. Haha! I'm a bastard!

You never realize how much you miss home until someone else says it. I knew that I missed home and Emma, but it didn't go "SMACK!" until I called my mom and she asked if I missed home. Yea. Luckily, I had forty milligrams of Prozac(R) today, so I'm not in my bed crying! Instead, I'm at the computer lab typing this entry and trying not to fall asleep. I do want to go to sleep though and it's only 8:24 PM! I woke up about twelve hours ago and I have to be awake in twelve hours. Funny how that works. I'm totally getting off subject. Haha! I meant to talk about missing my dog and home! I had a dream last night and it was at our house. Emma is running through holes in the fence with the dog next door and just running around. For some fucking reason, I'm mad at my family! I don't know why! I just yell at them. I mean, we're just in the kitchen making food for a party I think and I'm just blasting at them! I know what Freud would say. "You are just releasing any anger and aggression you have building inside of your unconscious mind, and those naughty dreams you've been having are completely natural since you have no outlet for your sexual energy," all of which is in a German accent by the way because it's just that much cooler with an accent.

Postponement.

I will update morrow about how my classes are going. I'm just waiting for our hall meeting at 10 PM, which is way late. That's like my bedtime and I have about ninety minutes to kill and no one's playing volleyball! I'm on a vball kick right now. My arms and legs are sore, but I wanna plaaaay! I might buy two balls, one that glows and just a regular one. People like playing at night a lot especially with a ball that blends in with its surroundings. Ouch.

I do want to point out that Paris Hilton is like mad popular when it comes to spam mail.

Ouch.

I've had a very long Sunday, but it was totally worth it. I woke up at around 9:30 AM and dropped my glasses case. I'm awesome clumsy (can't help it. the girl can't help it. can't help it. the girl can't help it) that way. I played around on the internet for a bit after getting ready and such. Nothing to report other than enabling mobile application for Facebook. I got a rumbly in my tummy, but it was only slight so I made my way to Owens food court here on campus.

It's so hard to decide what to eat at these places! First, there's the smell of the food, which is so enticing, but there is, however, a long ass line of people waiting for that delicious aroma. Do I stand in line or find a shorter line? Like many impatient people, I look for a shorter line. Many times I'll just wait it out, but I wanted to healthy. I saw the salad bar! Ding! Perfect! I got myself a nice mixture with Italian dressing. Now, I'm not a big fan of Italian dressing, but the damn sign said it was Caesar dressing! I didn't realize it was Italian until way later. I wanted to get some dessert type thing, but I settled for some macaroni salad sans any taste, but pasta. I got my food to go and went to the Drillfield. It was such a nice day today! Nice and breezy and not too cold in the shade either. I put on my headphones and listened to the melodic voice of Miss Bedingfield. Ah, it was so relaxing and just peaceful. I took a couple of pictures of the surrounding area, but I don't have my transfer cord so that'll have to wait.

After I ate, I just sat there and people watched, which I LOVE doing! It's been like eons since I've been on campus and let me tell you! There are so many attractive boys on this campus, I can't help but stare! Don't get me wrong! The links to the right of this blog is filled to the top and more of pictures of the beautiful male physique, but nothing compares to that than seeing it in the flesh and candid! I just love that. I did notice that a lot of people where making their way to Burruss Hall and I got nervous that there might be a meeting that I was suppose to attend, but it was just a welcoming thing.

I think after people watching I went back to my dorm or something, but I'm not sure. What I know is that I watched some people play volleyball in the Ambler-Johnston beach vball court. I was too shy to ask if I could join so I just watched. Then a few minutes later, while I was spacing out, the people asked me to join them! How nice! I was spacing out and did not have my headphones on, so I must've looked dumb when they asked me to play. I think I did well for not having played in a lot of time. Plus, these people were much better at vball than I am. I did scrape my right knee pretty badly, but no blood was gushing so I was fine. After about a couple or less hours of the sun beating on us, we stopped.

I went to my room to clean up my ashy legs (OH THE HORROR!) and put a bandage on my boo boo. My roommate asked if I was going to the Hokie Spirit Picnic, but I told him I didn't have plans for it. It's kind of boring and I wanted to play more vball. I should have invited him to come play too, but he doesn't play sports. I do feel kind of bad though cause he looks angry now. This all meaning he's also in the computer lab and when I got back to the room later this evening, he did look pissed. I think his social life is as broad as mine and that's not saying much. Plus, he slept in really late and didn't shave until after I got back from my first session of vball, I think. I don't remember.

I wasn't sure what to do about the picnic and I wasn't going to go back to the room to just sit there. I put on some comfy mesh shorts and sat outside and watched the people go to the picnic. Lots of eye candy, I loved it! Once the flow of people slowed down, I went to the Squires Student Center to my absolutely favorite dining place, Au Bon Pain (it's French). I got my traditional whole sandwich, a sweet cheese danish, and a blueberry muffin. I washed it all down with a cold bottle of Dr. Pepper. Hmmm... I love it! I had food coma syndrome afterwards. I'm surprised I was able to walk. While I was at Squires, I dropped by the LGBTA Resource Room, but it was renovating and no one was there, so I couldn't talk to any gays. Such is life, but there's a grand opening this Friday.

Like I said, I was deep in a food coma and I was surprised I made it back to my dorm, which is probably a ten to fifteen minute walk. I was actually planning on playing some billiards, but when I got to the game room, there were the balls, but no sticks. I was really looking forward to wrecking the green felt on that pool table. An alternative? I went to the vball court! There were only two people there just playing around. They looked like they play vball competitively. One of them had his shirt off. I saw with my back to them cause I didn't want to look stalkerish. I really wanted to, but that's risking it. The Hokie Spirit Picnic ended or people decided to leave early. Some people came by and they started playing. I was ready to play, but I was still in my food coma and I was nervous about joining a really hot guy! Anyway, more and more people came and eventually they had too many. They played King of the Court (Mountain) and after awhile I hopped in. My only regret was that I didn't introduce myself.

What I should've done the FIRST time was make friends cause they invited me to play. I was hoping those same people would be here, but it was just the two people. We played a fun round robin type King of the Mountain form of volleyball! I didn't so so well cause I was hurting from the previous game and well, I scraped my right foot and started bleeding. Oops! I did it again! Eventually, some people left and some came in and we played teams and rotating players in and out. My side kept losing cause the other side had a professional vball player and they were well-coordinated. Our side was mostly people like me, haha! We can do well, but only for a few shots. I played until it ended with a game of four on four. It was about 8:30 PM when everyone had to go. Turns out I'm the only non-freshman. Well, that's what I get for staying on campus. One of the guys looked like an old high school acquaintance. He even asked me my major! He's cute too. I don't remember his name though. Oh well, I hope they'll be coming around Ambler-Johnston more often. I really had fun playing volleyball, but man I'm going to be so sore for the next few days! It was all worth it though. So worth it!