Bathroom Edition

In this special bathroom edition I will post random facts about the bathroom in random places (although I know a certain Mr. Ramp that would argue that I just strategically placed them to make it appear random or something like that).

So the first day of classes went well. I'm a little worried about the work load...but ok.

I use the middle sink when I can because it is 3rd one in either way you go. I like the number 3.

International relations, or, as my textbook likes to call it for reasons I don't care to explain, "World Politics", sounds like an interesting class. I don't like the whole group project thing we have to do later on. It sort of sounded like the Treaty of Paris type of deal we did in AmStuds, only not fun. But my professor, Tony, (yeah he wants us to call him by his first name!) is freaking amazing. Seriously. I think I'm going to like this class.

When going to the bathroom, pick the stall that is next to or a couple away from the corner ones. Just because. If you're just changing, go in the very corners because no one uses those very often because they are all using the one that is next to or a couple away from it...so you don't have to worry about the floor having germs.

French 112. Okay....so I had trouble finding the class today because I wrote down the wrong room number. So I walk all the way down to the basement, and walk into the room that I think is my class. There's this conference table and people with russian textbooks in it. So I'm like "ummm I'm in the wrong class" and slowly backed out. One step. Then the next. Then I walked away really fast. So I had to go look up where my class was and it turns out it's on the top floor. So I run up 3 flights of stairs and make it to class. So...I didn't understand half of what the professor said the whole time. She was all speaking french really fast. It was nice to see that there were other people looking awkwardly around like me because they didn't know what was going on. There's only 15 people in the class though so...it's kinda noticeable that you don't know what's going on unfortunately. There was also this creepy 50 year old dude in my class named Steve or something.

If you're not alone in the bathroom and you're self-conscious about people hearing you pee, try to use the bathroom when someone is in stall number 2. That toilet has a longer flush time than the others which will cover up the sound of you peeing for a decent amount of time.

I have a ton of reading to do already...ew. Tony doesn't even like the "World Politics" book...but I guess it's a necessary evil. We also have to read this book called "The translator" by Monday. That's 200 pages. It's like a humanities book though....it's awesome. I recommend you read it sometime.

I had choir practice today. Nothing happened for us altos really. The end. Oh yeah...I made it into the all-women's choir. I'm an alto 2.

Never ever ever make direct eye contact with anyone in the bathroom. Don't even think about making small talk unless you all are just brushing your teeth.

~AM