Tonight, We Are Young

Coming off of MysterE-Days 2013, I am even more convinced that I despise this "time" nonsense.

Nearly 50% of my life at Mines has been wisked away already (assuming 4-year plan...I'm not gonna fail a class, danggit!!!). We are slaves to this concept. 4/8/13 as a header before we start taking notes. Monday, I go to this meeting. Friday, I gotta be here there, and everywhere in that order. And somewhere in there find time to study for an exam or get that assignment done, concepts that I've been neglecting more and more of late.

It's somewhat monotonous, somewhat an adventure scrambling each Monday to get everything done, somewhat interesting to see if we'll actually learn everything needed to fumble around on the exam to do decently. It's somewhat scary too, with us somehow making it through the torture each week, bringing us that much closer to the end. The end of the week. The end of the year. The end of college.

I'm still in the 40%- it's not like I'm graduating in less than a month. But it seems like we've all grown up to be 80 years old.

Do not want. As frozen as time seems through the monotony, the amount at which it progresses causes me to want to either freeze it or travel back into it. I don't want to get old. I don't want to even grow up.

It's funny though- last semester seems like forever ago. I can hardly remember any of it. All I remember was studying in Brown all the time. Struggling through geology lab. Struggling to wake up for 9am Intro to Geophysics. Stupid Econ. And the such like.

This semester has been crazier, but I've not been in Brown as much (but the Linux Lab more). I think back to Fall semester and it seems like forever ago. Like it was a totally separate year. It makes me feel old.

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Monday morning after E-Days, nobody wants to get up and go to school not even me, who did not drink at all. My body ached everywhere, and even though I had gone to bed at 8pm (like an old lady), I wanted to skip my 8am class. I should have.

Yeah, I went to bed pretty early- don't judge me. I just wanted the weekend to last a bit more.

Who knew having fun could be so exhausting? No wonder we at Mines don't take time to do it too often. The shenanigans started Wednesday for me, a day in which I was tired from taking two math midterms in 12 hours. After class was over though, I was a happy camper for four days.

Blaster on the Orecart Pull.

Rockies Opening Day right after the Orecart Pull.

Some of my friends competed in the Cardboard boat race Saturday.

Trebuchet launch at the Carnival. 

 

Mines baseball won their first series. 

The struggle of sophomore year has been comparing everything to freshman year. Yeah, it's different. It doesn't mean it's bad. If it was the same, it'd be boring.

We're still young. Even if we have to pretend so for just a few nights.

Hanging Tight

Last semester about this time (a little earlier actually), I was writing about how we're really a bunch of kids here at college, even more immature than we were during high school. Again, it's awesome. I look out the window and humans are fending off a zombie. And then I shake my head and do homework.

It's like Mines has told us: hey, welcome. Thanks for choosing a program that will give you security in the real world. Now here's four-five incredibly stressful years before you have to be an adult, so run with them and have fun! (But not too much fun- you have an exam next Tuesday). You can do, eat, dress, and act however you want. And it's been great so far.

But I failed to give us credit. Either that or us freshman have grown so much in nine months. (Nine months- wow!) Either way, we're at the part of the semester- no, year- where we have to buckle down and hang fast. And it's hard, but we're doing it.

This past week was registration for Sophomore year. It's so weird to think of Sophomore year, but I'm excited for my new classes and to meet the new Freshies. But you know, I'm just putting my sched together, meeting with my adviser, running back and forth getting things taken care of. Later this month I'll sign a lease for a house. Dang, I'm getting old. But I still need to do laundry.

But you know, I'm proud of us and how far we've come. All week I've been hearing about everyone's plans for next semester and life. We're starting to break apart into our individual majors, and it's sad but cool at the same time. For example, I'm so glad I don't have to take Thermo or Statics or any other real engineering classes. But it'll be weird not living together and comparing bad test nights because we share every class with everybody. Well not really. But still.

But look at us, thinking about our degrees and classes and stuff!

All we have to do is not break down or burn out with the rest of the semester....sigh. Go 2015, go!

IT'S YOU SOLIDWORKS !!

It was a crazy week. I had two tests. Thus, I did not write. I have the SolidWorks retake tonight. Thus, this post will be somewhat incoherent. Props to you if you understand any of it. So here goes...

SolidWorks is lame, let me get that out of the way. I had no idea how to use it until 7p.m. last Monday. Which is unfortunate because I was tested on it from 5p.m. to 7p.m. But what can I say, I'm a Geo major. We're not supposed to care about MechE programs...unless we understand it, and then we just do it for fun 'cause we're nerds. I even started an unofficial club Geophysicists Against SolidWorks. It's the next big thing, I tell ya. Let me drop this on you- this is what it sounds like to take SolidWorks:

IN AD FALL 2011 SEMESTER STRESS WAS BEGINNING
WHAT HAPPEN?
SOMEONE SET US UP THE PROGRAM
WE GET SIGNAL
WHAT !
MAIN SCREEN TURN ON
IT'S YOU SOLIDWORKS !!
HOW ARE YOU STUDENTS !!
ALL YOUR EXTRUDED BASE ARE BELONG TO US
YOU ARE ON THE WAY TO FAILING AND GETTING A B IN EPICS
WHAT YOU SAY !!
YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SKETCH MAKE YOUR TIME
HA HA HA HA ....
TAKE OFF EVERY UNDEFINED PART !!
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DOING
MAKE TANGENT
FOR GREAT JUSTICE

Again, props to you if you get it. You either are here at Mines already, or you should be. 

Another thing Geophysics majors are supposed to hate is Chemistry.  I don't though, and especially with Racicot teaching it, I don't think anyone hates it. Lab kinda sucks- even more so depending on your TA. I kinda suck and am the last one to finish. But I calculated my labs and I think I might have a B. Which is good. I just really need a B on this past test, which was really long and no one had time to finish. It makes me mad because I wanted an A so badly. I haven't gotten an A on any test yet. I got an A on some EPICS assignments, but those don't really count. Bleh. Oh yeah, here's our filter we're building. It's pretty legit. 

But yeah, I studied so hard for Chem. Sigh. That book is falling apart. 

 One more day of classes, just one more day. Then I go back home for Thanksgiving Break. I am so stoked beyond words for Thanksgiving. I love Thanksgiving, but there is one thing that makes me swoon: the thought of all the good food my mom is going to make. Heck. Yes. Ahem, but uh yeah, I love Thanksgiving and am excited to spend time with family and study for the Calc test. 

Oh, that. Yeah- we have a test right after Thanksgiving, which makes the cranberry sauce turn into lamesauce. Bleh.