A Girl With a Sword

start anew

I'm hanging out at a little coffee shop down the street from the horseshoe. The horseshoe is like the "common" area of the USC campus, a nice grassy area where most of the campus's wireless signal is concentrated. Think of it like U of SC's version of the chapel lawn. My mom told me I could sleep in the horseshoe if I didn't find a place to live. Yeah, Mom is not overly comforting (which we all appreciate, Mom). Well, I found a place to live. Yes, it is official, I am living with Maranatha. Now that this has been decided I need to find some furniture and stuff. My sad little room has only a little mattress and two big suitcases right now. And an air conditioning unit in the window. I feel like a real grad student. And I can afford a place to live too, because I got my financial aid package the other day and I found out that my assistantship is my money to live on! So I don't have to sell my ovaries (which is good, because I just learned from Ryan that I only have two! Why didn't I know this before? Maybe I just just turn in my membership card as a woman.)

And classes started today. Don't know what to say about them yet. Today I had Old English (yeah, been wanting to take that for awhile, we're reading The Battle of Maldon and The Seafarer and The Wanderer, all in the original) and Intro to Sociolinguistics, which I may or may not be dropping because I think it'll be very similar to a class I had this summer (we're using the same textbook). I really like Socioling, though, so I'm feel conflicted about the possibility of a drop, although I might replace it with a SLA class with free coffee and cookies. Also started my assistantship today. I got there and discovered that the sc.edu website was down and none of the students had printed out their schedules (I didn't print mine out either, so I couldn't get mad at them) and they all came to me. It was crazy.

And here is a picture of me as a grad student:

(or Julie Delpy)