Anyway, despite what my acquaintances said, there weren’t that many “mug hos” at the school.

Oh, and I checked out Scratch at the cinema. I had it on my computer, but I wanted to see it on a big screen.

Apparently, damn near every frosh was taking that test, giving the upperclassmen one hour to break into the frosh dorm rooms and transform them into whatever they so desired. Some people’s rooms got changed into an island getaway; others a brothel -  with books on great sex, lots of lube, and a vibrator. A larger group got their things moved into a common space, like a dorm longe or courtyard. One person got their room “Pinked”,  that is, everything they had was made pink or removed – from their clothes to their bedsheets; and finally one person (guess who) got their room “Porned”: everything was covered in porn, from the walls, to the lights, to the pillowcases, even to the shoes, pillowcases and air conditioner vents. Supposedly the attention to detail and creativity to hiding the porn results in finding it as you pack up for the next year. After getting over the initial shock (or should I say amazement), I had thoughts about leaving it up for a while, maybe even the year, but my roomate had different thoughts.

Oh well, I hope I get to do it to a frosh next year – after getting rid of the over-50 and gay porn, most of it was pretty nice, and I want to know where they got it from.

• I’m not adapting to college life as quickly as I thought I would. I mean, I’m getting to sleep at decent hours when work doesn’t pile up, which seems to happen a lot more often than I thought it would, but I still can’t get myself in a studying mood.
• The work is a bit harder than I originally thought. I mean, math is my best subject, but I’m bombing out on what I learned (or at least should have) last year.

Anyway, that’s just a little bit of catharsis.

And then there was Sunday, with the staying up till 2:30AM playing Bang and Gal’s Panic (not worth getting 100% on, btw), I barely woke up today.

But oh well, live and learn. I still know that I’m here to party and not work work and not party, and work is still my biggest priority.

But I am hoping we play TF2 this weekend at Crack in the AC.

Apparently, the mentors think it’s fun to wake everyone up around 2:30 AM and make them run through almost all the 5C’s (I say “almost” because Scripssies seem to have a gigantic rod up their asses. And not in the good way) I didn’t, mostly because I had just gotten to sleep at about 12:30 AM.

And I don’t like running.

And they made us drink the tap water here, which I believe has given me the herpes.

But oh well, it’s over now…I hope.

I hope all of my college career is as eventful as today was.

• Went To Universal Studios
• Went on just about every “ride” and the studio tour. I had higher hopes for the Tokyo Drift event, but I had lower hopes for the movie itself, so it balances out.
• Went on the Mummy ride, which is fun – if short – and the Simpsons ride twice, which was worth the wait both times.
• Saw The Dark Knight. Well, I can’t really say “saw”, since I missed 10 minutes in the middle and like the last 40 minutes.
• Went to an Angels game. It was just like a Braves game except the home team won. Totally blew my mind.

And in about an hour I’ll be eating some Thai food, and most likely going to sleep or watching some Drawn Together.

For starters, a bit more tired. In the program I’m in, they have us waking up at about 7:15. I know, you may be thinking “But Jeremy, you’re from the East Coast! Their 7:15 is like 10:15 to you? Shouldn’t this be easy for you?” And to you 0 readers who ask that, the answer is yes, I should.

Theoretically.

Like Communism works theoretically.

I knew I would adjust to the time clock sometime soon, but I didn’t think this soon. OK, those times I stayes up to the equivalent of 2 AM didn’t help that though.

But enough about that, let’s get back to the matter at hand.

I’m meeting some nice people (whose names I don’t remember, some things don’t change), and I’m going to some “classes” tomorrow, so I’ll be able to see how greivous my error was in choosing HMC as my four-year, one-stop shop for higher education.

My bowels don’t seem to like it here, seeing as how I get the worst cramps before I take a dump, maybe they put something in the food here – California, not the 5Cs.

That’s about all for now, check back when I get back from my first set of classes and see how I feel later.

P.S. I had an ant crawl on me, and I killed it and it reminded me of The Ant Bully, and it made me a little sad.

Of all the Claremont Colleges.

Without using any type of transportation.

I think they knew they were going to send us all to hell, but they did it anyway. I must have walked across the 5Cs like 5 times before they decided to just tell us to come back. We were on 11 of 15, and it was horrible. It wasn’t too bad for the first hour or so, because my feet didn’t hurt then, but when we got to the fourth clue, we were stumped, and walked back and forth between the colleges at least twice before another team decided to take mercy on us and tell us where it is. It went uphill from there, but that was like going from the ninth circle to the eigth, especially since all of our feet were hurting by then.

I wish I had remembered to take pictures during the tour.

Following that was the Giant’s Ladder, which is appropriately named, since it is a giant ladder, and could be a ladder for giants. That one is used for team-building skills, as you must use both yourself and your partner to reach the top, and then rely on your rope team to bring you down safely.

Finally there was the Leap of Faith, which could have been the scariest one of all: you climb up to about 30-40 feet, and jump onto a trapeze swing that goes out as far as you want it to. The only problem is that the swing looks really far out when you’re up in the air, but isn’t really too far out.

OK, that’s about it for Boojum, but we had a surprise when we came back: some of the dorm rooms had been pranked, with some things stolen, with instructions on how to get them back. I was lucky not to have anything taken, but they did clean up the floor, which means we can’t really make our movie anymore.

If everything goes this well, college will be a piece of cake. *scoff* Yeah, like that’ll happen.