A new major and Scientology

I am officially declared….again! I changed my major today. It was only from cellular and molecular biology to biochemistry, so I didn’t have far to go (which reminds me, I need to change my bio information now). If someone had told me two years ago that I would even be thinking of majoring in a science I would have laughed heartily in their faces. How things change. That is one of the good things about going to a liberal arts school though; since you are required to take many different types of classes it is easy to stumble onto something you really enjoy.

Last week I saw one of my professors from last year in the mail room. He gave me his office hours and told me to stop by sometime. I went on Monday and we talked for almost an hour! Since I do not have a class with him this semester, our conversation was mainly just about life. After leaving I felt so relaxed. I love talking to my professors like they are real people, and they have such great insights.

Today in my intro psych class we played this game where you have a stack of 20 cards with famous peoples names on them and you compete against another team in three rounds. In the first round, you try to get your partner to guess the person and you can say whatever you want except the person’s actual name, in the second round you can only use one word and hand gestures, and in the third round you can only use hand gestures. It was really amusing to see people trying to act out people like Jeb Bush, Rosa Parks, and Ian Mckellen. One of our people was Tom cruise, and in the first round I described him as a big Scientologist. That quickly became the identifying word for the next round, but when we got to the acting round the results were…interesting. How do you mime Scientology?

Of bowl burials and edible ears

I had a very entertaining weekend. It was parents' weekend, and my mother cam to visit bringing with her many much needed items such as Burt's Beeswax Chap Stick and duct tape. It was kind of funny that she came, seeing as I am only an hour away. I tried so hard to go to an east coast school, I wanted out of the Midwest and out of Wisconsin. It isn't actually too bad living close to home though. Whenever I get a little too stressed, I can always take the Van Galder home for the weekend and study in my own room. It can be very relaxing.

After my mother left, my friends and I had a funeral for one of my friend's (Ama's) favorite bowls. Heather (another one of my friends) had borrowed the bowl and dropped it while carrying it to be cleaned.

During the funeral there was a bit of drama. Ama publicly accused Heather of killing the bowl, and things got a bit physical.

After the procession, Ama didn't know which recycle to put it in (we have two, one for paper, and one for everything else). She eventually poured the remnants into the garbage can.

After the funeral, we drove down to Cub’s to buy Starburst to make an ear for Ama's sculpture class (we really didn't need to drive, but it was dark and we were really lazy). When we got back to campus I made Ama parallel park for herself (I usually do it for her). The results were….interesting. While we were walking back to the dorm we walked past a frat house whose members were listening to 90's love songs on the porch and singing along! We finally got back to the dorms and the ear was made. It looked really creepy.

Today wasn't very exciting, I did homework for practically the entire day in one of the study group rooms with a bunch of people from my organic chem and/or physics class. I am done with my homework now *phew* and am going to go relaxin my room by watching Eddie Izzard, drinking a blackberry Izze, and listening to the rain in the background.