ladeedadeedah....
Posting again! For no reason, again!Hmm...TAC continues TAC-ish. I feel it worthwhile to mention that today I have not yet been dizzy. At all. Also, that I wasn't dizzy last night. At all. It's been about 18 hours dizziness-free!
And yes, that is quite an accomplishment lately.
Today I learned the joys of being in class without being dizzy. Philosophy this morning was an absolutely fascinating class. I think we might have had conclusions! Sort of...at least we agreed on what we couldn't conclude. For a freshman class, that seems to be the best you can expect.
Kitty and I switched clothes today. It's weird, seeing someone else wearing my clothes. Also, I learned that we have more different figures than I suspected. Her clothes make me look REALLY curvy, not necessarily in a good way. She only has a couple skirts that I can wear. Similarly, my skirts make her look very straight-figured. Playing dress up on each other was a challenging(but edifying!)task.
And my hair is getting longer. Yay! I can pull it back now. I was so sick of wearing it the same way every single day.
Hmm.
Nothing else to say, really, so I'm just going to shove in an email I wrote to my family, since I described the mattress pull. No, this isn't the account written in Iliad language. I will get one up here soon. This just refers to the Iliad.
"While I'm writing emails, everything is going fine out here
at TAC. Aside
from my health, which is terrible(people know me as the girl
who is carried
around campus all the time, or the girl who leans on walls
when she does
walk) everything is fantastic. Classes are getting better and
better. We
just finished the Iliad, which finally made sense at the end,
and are about
to begin the Oddysey. We're also about to begin reading
Leviticus and
Numbers (joy!), so I'm forseeing caffeine in my future.
Dorm rivalries are as spirited as ever. We recently had a
most entertaining
display of the maturity of college guys, called a mattress
pull.
Apparently, one mens' dorm, Blessed Junipero Serra, has
somehting called a
"goat stag". I am told that it is the symbol of
manliness and power. Women
are not usually allowed to see it, but it was on display at
the matress
pull. This symbol of virility is made of copper pipes and
wood, and looks
like it might be intended to resemble the head of a goat.
However, as a
symbol, it's desirable enough for one dorm, St. Peter, to
challenge the
possessor of it to a mattress pull for rights to it. A
mattress pull
involves a mattress in the centre of a field, with a goal set
up on either
end of the field. Every guy in the respective dorms(after a
fittingly
ceremonial entrance march in the dorm colors) lined up on
their side of the
field while Fr. Michael, with the dorm tyrants, prayed over
the mattress
for(I think) the safety of all concerned. I don't think he
blessed the
mattress...that would have been very odd.
Once Fr. Michael was safely out of the way, the dorm armies
charged the
mattress and proceeded to beat each other up.
They apparently enjoyed this.
However, the Serra boys were a bit outnumbered, and they
didn't have St.
Therese girls(my dorm!) cheering for them, so they lost
rather badly. After
only about 20 minutes their biggest guys were pinned and the
mattress had
been won by Peter's. The guys then did all sorts whooping and
hollering,
but quieted down for the solemn relinquishment of the goat
stag by Serra's
dorm tyrant to "Joe-Moe", Peter's tyrant.
And thus ended the saga of the goat stag, with much glory and
honor to the
victors.
Obviously, these guys read way too much Greek writings for
their own good.
Fortunately, there were no spears, so I don't have to give an
account of
where they went in and out, or the clouds of darkness that
fell over their
eyes, or their complete family histories.
For all the aunties(and my mother, naturally)-- the dizziness
thing really
isn't so bad. I mean, I can't walk alone, but you should see
the inventive
ways that my friends help me across campus! Last night I was
carried down
on two guys' crossed arms, about 5 and half feet off the
ground. That was
fun. I was also almost carried to class on a chair from the
commons by some
guys I don't even know who had seen me leaning on two girls
to walk, but my
friend Nick decided that wasn't a good idea and just carried
me himself.
Also, it has given me admission to the elite "Dead
Princess Society". There
is actually another girl here, Kitty, with the same
unexplained dizzy
spells. We both end up being carried across campus like
swooned princesses
rather often. We also both love teaching guys to swing dance,
so the
Society has been formed as the two of us, who alternately
find random
helpful guys to carry us across campus and, when steady and
upright, steal
equally random and entirely unsuspecting guys and make them
learn new dance
moves. It's loads of fun. Our cheif pupil, Nick, now knows 28
different
moves, and can string most of them together in succession.
I'll try to get
someone to videotape us dancing for all of you at some point.
However, "Philosophia me vocat." I need to finish
about 30 more pages of
Plato before tomorrow morning, so it's off to the books I go."
Actually, I'm off to lunch, then Lab class, in which I will stay awake. The whole time. Really!
posted by Noli at 11:36 AM
