Polar Opposites.

I am currently obsessed with Modest Mouse. Hence the title of the blog.

Yesterday while walking to leadership a girl came up behind me and said I should start wearing arch support in my shoes because I walk on the inside of my feet. I don't know whether to take this as a good tip or to just be creeped out. I'm going to say the latter. After sitting in class for half an hour the professor cancelled class because the guest speaker wasn't coming. Being stood up by a guest speaker? That's low. At least call or something. But it bought be an hour to do absolutely nothing so I guess it could be considered a win. After much debate I decided to go to my bad word class only to find out it was cancelled. College is a breeze. I don't know why anyone would have a hard time.

Today I had a third interview for becoming an orientation leader. It was a group interview with nine other people and we had to work together to solve a hypothetical situation. We were put in a room and surrounded by about 6 people from the orientation office taking careful notes on everything we said, needless to say it was a bit unnerving. The situation was we had to choose five out of ten people to be cut from a fake college. This one girl in my group got really into the assignment. I think she even forgot that is was a hypothetical situation when she developed strong feelings of hate towards one of the people on the list. Some people's kids.

Tonight Madison, Daley, Nicholas, Isaac, and I went to a Harry Potter party put on by the Harry Potter Alliance. The e-mail sent out about the event made it sound really amazing and gave me high expectations for the event. Upon showing up, however, all those expectations were shattered. First of all, there was no butter beer. Second of all, the "wizard game" was Jenga. Third of all, one of the raffle items was a tennis ball in a sock, or the snitch from our game of Quidditch we played forever ago. After about fifteen minutes we left kind of feeling sorry that the HPA probably spent more money putting on the event then they would actually make. We rode the shuttle back up and Daley and I were laughing so hard we were crying about this one kid riding the shuttle sitting next to Madison. I say kid because I don't know whether to say girl or boy. We then went to Cafe Rio and Nicholas made Mountain Dew out of various sodas and we saw a lady with a floor length puffy coat. Oh and I used the men's bathroom to avoid peeing my pants because the lady in the women's bathroom was taking her sweet time or she fell into the toilet. Either way I was mad because boy's bathrooms smell like pee. And there was graffiti on the toilet seat. Sketchy.

There are some kids playing guitar out in front of the dorms.  While resisting the urge to grab my cowbell and join in on the jam session, I listened to some of the lyrics. "Livin in the dorms. Chapel Glen 804. Nanana I'm a Halo whore." Something along those lines. There are also some people playing with the ol' pig skin (football as I'm told) in the hallway. Special people live in Chapel Glen. Really special people.