|Twelve weeks to go...
||[Sep. 11th, 2006|03:32 pm]
Don't shoot the pianist
Biggest cat you have ever seen. Well over twenty pounds, and not fat, just very, very large. Brown and black. Forthright. Strange. Mister Lucky, one of my new housemates. Whom I'm growing fond of, in spite of myself.
Another cat, Lulu, who is grey and long-haired and quiet as a mouse. And two people, a second-year med student, and the house owner, who has the same name I do.
The neighbourhood seems noisy, because I'm used to the suburbs, where everything is spread out. Here, the lots are small, the roads narrow, the houses tall and cramped together. Way more dense than home. And the neighbourhood's beautiful. Old and stately and expensive. Everything is close together, so walking is very practical, and the bus is close, so it's all good. (I can handle five minutes at a time on the bus. Any longer than that...)
You can see that I'm focussing on cats and people and houses, because the other thing is school. Seven courses (which is pretty standard in civil engineering, although it is, yes, crazy). For a couple of them, we even have to do readings. We don't do readings in engineering, and certainly not 40 pages, twice a week, for a single class. Except that, apparently, we do.
On balance, the semester will probably be all right:
I should probably do homework. Except maybe I'll detour down to the kitchen and have a piece of pumpkin pie...
- two good courses (my electives! I actually get electives this year!)
- two all-right courses
- two not-good courses
- one terrible course