Dear Diary,
This is what happened in the past month. I left for Stanford a month ago. If you think I planned to write an entry exactly one month after I arrived at Stanford, you would be dead wrong.
The first week was orientation. Not so bad. Especially because there were no classes and it was pretty much like camp. I have acquired a regular group of friends. It's small, but doable. Number one: Richard, the roommate. Yes, I suppose it's heshi (appropriate, suitable) to talk about him. He is a nice person, and since he could potentially read this site, I will speak nothing but praises of him. JK. He sucks. JK again. He's cool. We get along. He's a crazy dancing artist man. He can dance like the wind and art like the Mona Lisa. He usually goes to bed before me and I usually wake up before him. He likes vegetable chips and sex. Number two: Danny Nguyen. He actually goes by Dan, but we call him Danny. He wears glasses and a armband thing of the mushrooms from Super Mario Bros. He plays ping pong with me and will have a girlfriend this Saturday and not a minute sooner. Number three: Maggie Cong-Huyen. She lives in Faisan but comes to Alondra and hangs out in my room a lot. She seems to like Alondra more than Faisan. If I had to guess, it would be because Alondra rocks.
I'm taking 2nd-Year Chinese. Zhong Laoshi is crazy, as all Chinese teachers inevitably are. She speaks Chinese 24/7 with a few English words thrown in here and there. It's good, it improves my listening skills, but sometimes I'm just clueless as to what's going on. Only sometimes, though. You shihou. Howevers, we have like a week to learn a bunch of Chinese words/phrases (this past lesson the count was 37) and it was pretty tough.
Computer science. Pretty cool. Learning how to program using Java. I see very many similarities with Java and HTML. It's cool.
SLE. Reading a bunch of Greek texts right now. Homer, Plato, Aeschylus, Aristotle, ... I actually haven't read all of these yet, but inevitably I will.
The reason for my hasty end is that dinner is hear. Delicious morsels of scrumptiousness, hear I come! [mispelling intentional]