I just realized how pretty the skylights are in the Morse common room!! I used to be so disappointed that I didn’t get to live in a castle, but now, I genuinely LOVE Morse. Like love love love love love it. It’s so light and airy and modern, and BOY DOES IT HAVE THE BEST BASEMENT! Not to mention the fact that both the common room and the library are delightful places to sleep in hehe.
Yesterday was quite a day, I must say. Actually, the entire weekend was rather eventful. Actually, the past two weeks in general has been such an adventure.
I guess any recounting of these latest events wouldn’t be complete without a tribute to the kid who has made life so interesting recently. I technically met Colin the second week of school at the liquid nitrogen ice cream thing for chemistry club. You know, normally you’d remember at least the president of a club (right?), but I guess I was too busy burning my tongue eating tons and tons of ice cream mix doused with liquid nitrogen to notice (or maybe he just didn’t look very presidential =P). Either way, nothing really rang a bell when Joe (IChO gold medalist #1 [see previous post]) ranted about how amazing this “Colin Lu” (IChO gold medalist #2) was at piano, and chem, and math, and life in general. Ironically, when we finally actually met at dinner one day in Stiles, I remember telling Joe that I thought his amazing friend was quite a jerk. I liked Ivan, Colin’s roommate though, although I later found out from Colin that Ivan used to be kind of a womanizer and had an uncanny fetish for Asian girls. (So that’s why he was so nice to me…JK!!) Okay, apparently this year’s he’s made a complete 180 degree turnaround but you can never be too sure. Hahahaha, I jest too much - Ivan is delightful.
Back to the main story…
The next time I ran into Colin (which was surprisingly much later considering the fact that we’re in the same residential college and have similar schedules timing-wise) was after dinner, like a month later (after the whole pneumonia episode), when he passed my friends and I just chilling outside the dining hall and proceeded to give us a O_o look. Jerk…I remember thinking, and decided against saying hi when I passed him on my way to the library to study. I never made it there that night, because somehow I ended up talking, playing piano, and doing homework with this kid from 8:30 p.m. to 2:30 a.m. It’s not every day that the first conversation you ever have with someone lasts six hours, especially after you’ve firmly confirmed the fact that they were a jerk multiple times before.
So, on to the REAL story. Maybe chem nerds bond quickly (though compared to Joe and Colin I might as well call myself a humanities major), or maybe people suffering simultaneously through hell weeks tend to gravitate toward each other. Two weekends ago, I again ran into Colin in Morse common room and proceeded to waste several hours “studying” aka not studying. After leaving for an hour to watch the DPops concert, I ended up staying in Morse till like 1 a.m. before walking back to Durfee in the freezing cold (sigh, though I love how all freshmen live together on Old Campus, sometimes I really wish we lived in our residential colleges from the beginning…) Anyway, I digress.
I met Enrico on Saturday after stealing his phone for three hours after dropping mine in the snow (OBLIGATORY SNOW SCREAM: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH) while I was drawing benzene rings. Lovely first impression, eh? :P Enrico is also a genius though, and keeps murdering orgo and genetics tests while I get slapped in the face by them. Three hours out in the cold digging through snow wasn’t very conducive to productivity, and I proceeded to waste the rest of my afternoon distracting and being distracted by Colin. Singing Christmas carols two months in advance was fun though (OBLIGATORY ZOMG HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO GOOD AT PIANO SCREAM: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH).
On Sunday, thanks to a visit from Colin who was nice enough to walk to Durfee to return my balloons, I didn’t finish my genetics lab until 3 a.m. and ended up starting my orgo PSet at 4 a.m. I ended up literally writing complete rubbish and probably looked like a complete idiot in front of my TA, but I guess I can’t do anything about that anymore can I…Monday was Halloween, and I dressed up as a mad scientist and wore a model of cocaine on my head as a crown (the benzene group was hanging off the left side of my face and I had on the nerdiest lab glasses ever).
Tuesday was the craziest day I’ve ever gone through, and it was all Colin’s fault (okay, maybe it was also my fault). Basically we ended up chilling in Morse all night. Literally. Like I didn’t get back to my suite until the afternoon LOL. My suitemates and I are all used to our strange [non]-sleeping habits, though, especially Jordana’s and my ability to sleep in random places (other people’s suites, chairs, pianos, libraries, common rooms, you name it, one of us has probably took a nap there at some point). Colin was working on what ended up being a 56-page lab report for some ridiculously advanced p-chem lab and i was [not] studying for my orgo midterm that Friday (neither of us was very productive, as you can probably imagine, especially since I basically fell asleep every 10 minutes).
Sunday evening was family night, and this was the first time my suite didn’t eat together for some reason…Or maybe I just ate really early. Anyway, I had dinner with my new “family,” Colin’s suite, met the last of the suitemates (I’d met Andrew at Halloween dinner and Sam in the common room earlier that week), Alex, who TALKED EXACTLY LIKE MY GUARDIAN ANGEL EXCEPT WITH A BRITISH ACCENT. Sorry, just had to mention that haha.
Hmm, I really should be getting back to my genetics studying. I have a quiz tomorrow, and I need to get a 100% on it otherwise I’m screwed. One last story, though. Last night while checking orgo in the Morse common room, Joe and I made Colin play some of our favorite songs for us, and I discovered that even self-proclaimed gangsters who swear a lot and enjoy acting like thugs (cough Joe) can be closet romantics. Yep, the highlight was definitely when the two of them serenaded me with Music of the Night from the Phantom of the Opera, and I basically melted into a puddle. Good friends are wonderful things to have. That is all.