Graduate School Week 1 - Day 1, whatever, im over it!

for my first term in graduate school, i have chosen to take 9 hours rather than 12.  they actually encourage first year students to do this so they can gradually get into things.  also they said i was "a little slow".   now, they could have meant physically, as in, the girth of my body moving through the air creates, what scientists call, a wind impermeability.  wind impermeability is basically the extreme of wind resistance except instead of just a sensation of the air hitting the body, the wind actually forces the subject (my neck) to move in a slow motion fashion.  so whenever i have to turn my head to face the professor when he calls my name, the bulk of my neck catches the air like an open sail and it takes me a good bit of time to actually look the professor in the eye.  

OR they could have meant mentally.  but no one will ever know.  anyways, the courses i am taking are:

intro to the old testament

christian thought and culture 1

intro to hebrew

my class schedule rules the world too.  i am only in class tuesday, wednesday, thursday.  i rule, you suck. i win. 

tuesday: 

i get to school around 7:30am....to hang/read my pirate book before classes start.  i sit down to sip my extremely, unnecessarily burning starbucks coffee and open my bag to grab my book when pete sits down.  alright, sweet, ill just hang with him before class starts.  pete, or annyong, is the finding nemo bookbag guy that i mentioned before.  we love southern food.  i come to find out that pete is in every class of mine.  pete is non-stop...full of energy and loves to socialize/goof around.  im going to have to resist myself from recreating the infamous 6th grade contest between brandon and myself.  this certain contest began by brandon and myself seeing who could be sent to the principles office the most in one day.  by the end of the day, the score was neck in neck with 7 each.  pretty good.  UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE! stupid brandon gets sent ONE LAST TIME making his total score: 8.  he was the victor.  

but im an adult now so i wont be doing that.  (please mom, dont send me any worry filled emails)

we sat down in intro to hebrew and couple minutes before 8.  the first bit of the class was the generic roll call and instead of "here", the student must say something interesting about themselves.  i wasnt sure what to say soooo ill be the guy with one kneecap.  BUT WHATS THIS!? another graham in the class? our battle to the death will occur at 3:30pm at the swing set.

hebrew was cool and even though ive only been out of school for less than a year, it felt weird being in class again.  its really exciting starting a language from no prior knowledge.  when i learned (and then later forgot) spanish, theres always a couple things i knew and at least the alphabet is pretty much the same.  we had an assignment for thursday from the book and we had to memorize (verbally and in writing) all the consonants.

alef

bet

gimel

dalet

he

waw

zayin

het

tet

yod

kaf

lamed

mem

nun

samek

ayin

pe

tsade

qof

resh

sin

shin

taw

whatever, im over it!

once that class ended, we went upstairs to hang out until 11.  the first chapel of the year was at 11.  it was to be the good times.  AND it was.  the chapel was PACKED with everyone and we prayed, worshiped, and the prez gave another entertaining talk about the year to come.  then there were announcements.  they are all run by the students so they were loaded with hilarious pictures and jokes.  it was a lot of fun.  i had one concern with chapel though.....since it was packed, i was sitting at the side, behind the band.  although the band consisted on just a piano, guitar, and violin...my concern was with the violin, or rather the violinists mic.  i was dangerously close to that stupid microphone.  so while we were singing, all i could think about was, "oh crap, i hope that mic isnt picking any of my voice up, please dont pick up my voice, ohhhhh pretty pretty pretty pretty please plleeeeeaaaase, im not martha, i dont have a perfect voice, oh martha! martha! martha!"

apparently i sound like a 5 year old little girl when i plead to myself in my mind.  pete on the other hand was BELTING out his voice, unafraid of any sort of mic consequence.  he had a nice voice though....i credit his soft teeth.

tuesdays are chapel and after chapel, community groups.  community groups will meet after chapel to hang out.  groups.  community.  groups forming community with one another.  that starts next week....i dont know what group im in but ill make sure that its EFF TEE DOUBLE YOU!

1:30 rolls around and its time for christian thought and culture.  this is a large lecture that is held in the chapel and is taught by an exuberant australian.  he rules.  that class rules.  its going to be very interesting to see how peoples background or traditional presumptions will be shaken up in the beginning of the course, learn to grow from the course and start to latch onto different theological ideas concerning culture, and finally, at the end of the course, BRAWLING WITH MEDIEVAL WEAPONS ON WHOS RIGHT!!!

just kidding? (the question mark adds a bit of mystery and suspense, wink wink)

"doc, hows my health?"

"youre going to die?"

it works for SO MANY THINGS!

"holy goo, whats that smell?"

"i have diarrhea?"

"do you?"

"youre going to die?"

anywho, that is one thing that i really love about regent.  all the professors have very different backgrounds and theological standpoints....there are some that straight disagree on a lot of things, but regardless of their differences, they are all still best friends and love one another.  (love in a godly way....not the way karibbean loves oasis)

after CTC1 (thats what the proz, like myself, call christian thought and culture), i had my CTC tutorial.  the tutorials meet once a week and are smaller groups to discuss the lecture.  most people know what tutorials are....and if you dont, then get your head out of your ass and start livin'!  TUTORIALS ARE THE NEXT BIG THING!!! 

i was lucky enough to have mine right after the lecture so that the material from the lecture was frrrrresh on my mind.  eugene (mr. vancouver) was cloooowwwned hard because he was assigned a tutorial that meets at 830 in the morning...on a day that was supposed to be his day off.  PWNED! soooo SOOOOOooorrrryyyyyy! (darius, i need an audio track for that!")

by the way, for those who dont know the meanings of some of the vocabulary used in this blog, please contact darius fresh for a free lesson in the new American language.  welcome to the Bro-Zone Lair.  mom, that was a joke, please do not call my friend darius at work.  he is a scientist.

that was also a joke, please do not email me explaining that you were not going to, in fact, call darius.

as for the tutorial.  it was fun. 12 people, i think.  great number if you ask me.  since it was the first tutorial.....the main objectives were introductions.  we paired off and learned about one another only to tell the class about our new friend.  my partner was orlando.  he told me his nickname was sonny, and that was the first thing he told me.  he is from the philippines and moved to vancouver with his wife 3 months ago.  he is vegetarian and loves sweet and sour tofu.  he was excited to tell the class that my favorite food was a bojangles chicken filet biscuit.  this immediately prompted  a debate between me and a certain laddy in the class.  

"oh...you like bojangles more than chic-fil-a? ewww"

"what the hell did you just say to me?"

there were now 11 people in my tutorial and i felt bloated.

tutorial ended at 4:30.

i head home and stop into the dairy queen to reward myself with a blizzard for completing the first day of school without throwing up or eating anyo...uhhh, getting kicked out.  i order a medium blizzard with extra reese's.  the kid behind the counter insisted that if i add coffee flavor, then it would be totally premium.  i was feeling adventurous so i accepted his offer.  (i paid for that damn offer)  it. was. delicious.  i feel sorry for those who have a lactose intolerant "issue" because they will never feel joy like the joy i felt when i devoured the queen's dairy delicacy. 

DAY 1 COMPLETE!!!