MC Hammer

It is my 6th day as a college fresh meat freshman and already things have gone terribly... I wouldn't say wrong? But definitely between right and weird.  We had summer camp the first few days to help us settle and get to know a few people first, which was fun, however, I did take some quality time away from that wonderful group and cry my pathetic homesick self all the way to our mini fridge.  But once I ate some ramen noodles and turned on "Keeping Up With the Kardashians" everything felt a little more like home.  Dannah is obsessed with that show and as much as I tried to deny it I have to just publicly proclaim my love for that show as well.  I know, "OMG!" I am still skeptical about it (not at all). OK ANYWAYS, I am just going to tell about what happened today on the glorious 26 of August.  I woke up to the annoying sound of my phone alarm and looked down at Dannah, who spent the night=), on her cute little futon pulled out into a bed and thought "How the heck am I going to get over her to go to the bathroom?" And it never fails, if I ponder my route to the bathroom for too long a suitemate will beat me to it and lock the other side of the door so I can't come in.... So I just had to put my legs down and find solid ground whether that be the floor or Dannah's head.  We had our 8am's today so it was going to be an early one and although I probably should have mapped out my classes before hand, I didn't and therefore left a little early.  Hot tea in hand and feelin' fresh I left my dorm to head to my religion class.  Of course, it was a little boring just because no one wants to talk that early to strangers and a professor that looks like Steve Carell.  My religion class got out 30 minutes early which was great because I only had 5 minutes to find my other class- Intro to Social Entrepreneurship.  The schedule told me MC so I look on the map and see a building with an M name and Center at the end and thought, "Of course, that's the place!" So I look to see where it is and low and behold it is across campus up the death hill named Bernard street.... I am not lying when I say that treadmills don't even go to that steep of an incline.  So I hike up this mountain, with my bike, and look for addresses.  I  see only little shotgun houses with porches and cars giving pity looks towards my way. (And yes cars give looks too)  So I look at my watch that ticks too loud and it said I still had 20 minutes left so DUH I am not going to be that freshman and show up early!  I think to myself, "Well, I don't know exactly what building it is, but I will just watch to see where others go and then that's probably where I am supposed to be."  MMMkay.... NO ONE was going into any shotgun houses... the only thing they were doing was looking at me weirdly because I was passed out on top of that stupid hill with my bike that has no kickstand laying next to me. It's about 7 minutes until class so  I figure that it's probably about that time to head over and see what's up.  So I walk up to the supposed address of the house and knock on the door.  No answer, so I open the door and there are two secretaries looking at me strangely. I asked them where class met and the one farthest from me simply laughed and said "Aw, you're not the only one who's done this, that building you're looking for is actually across campus." OH AWESOME THANKS I replied.... kindly.... I looked at my watch and had little over 5 minutes to get across campus- good thing I had my bike!  So, I trekked it to the building she told me and knew the moment after I set my bike up on a stand and walked in that this was not the right place to be either.... There is just no way my Social Entrep. class is in the performing arts building...... Where the heck am I supposed to go?  Whipping out my little freshie map I glanced at the last possible option.... the Business Center... YES this most definitely had to be it I just knew it.  Not even caring about the bike anymore I immediately speed walked (still gotta look chill) to the business center and looked around.  AWESOME there are a million rooms.  Mine was in 200 B ... not A just to clear that up.  Obviously, second floor... okay so I make it to the second floor and then it was history.  I walked in so many circles I had to start covering my face because the open classroom doors were starting to recognize me.  Finally, in what seemed like the corner of a corner of a corner room I found my class and busted up in that joint.  Yes, I interrupted, yes I was late and YES I was most definitely out of breath and sweating.  Real cool cassidy, real cool.  I didn't drink the rest of my hot tea after that.  I am a freshman. I accept it and embrace every second of it.  IT'S AWESOME.