I am about to do the craziest thing I have ever done. First, a recap of my life as relevant to the subject: I have hated math my entire life and have never done well in it. I also vowed to never take a math course ever again after the 101 class I am in right now. I did not make it through an entire year of chemistry. I cringed at the thought of doing physics. I had no idea...

I have been slowly realizing that I want nothing to do with radio. I enjoy the technical side of it, but I want nothing to do with sales, marketing, demographics, being on air, not having any control, or strict schedules. Also, radios sole purpose on this earth is to make more money than the station down the road. My job needs to be something for me, not my manager.

I have been slowly realizing that one of the only things I want to know about and actually go to school for has to do with sound. Acoustics, recording, production, post-production... It's the only area I am truly interested in, so I am going to learn as much as I possibly can about it. What does that mean? First step: Acoustic engineering. What does that mean? A SHIT TON of math (all the way through calculus), a shit ton a physics, and probably some chemistry.

Right now, I have next to nothing accomplished in any three of those categories. I do not know what awaits me. Next semester I begin doing the most difficult thing I have ever done. Pray for me...

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Ravi struck at 17:37

Last night I spoke the greatest alliteration I have ever spoken. Laura decided to be mean to the waitress at Denny's and I observed that she, "Took the time to tape the tip to the table." I believe the time was 00:57 Sunday, September 10, 2006. Yeah, dude.

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Get this... I am sitting here with my door open and I hear some guy talking about how many papers he has to write. I hear, "I fuckin' hate this shit!" followed by the sound of shattering glass. I look back and the window of the study room has a huge hole in it. While the RA's were cleaning it up they were talking about a drunk wrestler who did the same thing last year. I go to school with idiots. A lot of them.

Ravi struck at 21:53

So, I'm at Waldorf... I have been here for a little over a week and have already spent a weekend at my house. It's cooler, bigger, quieter, more comfortable, and exactly the same level of boring. I am going to try not to make a habit of going home, but I'll see how that goes. As for my Waldorf experience, I will start with two weekends ago.
I got here for orientation and we were put into "O-Families," or orientation groups. I sat there and met my people, but only retained two names due to everyone's looking alike. After that I attended the picnic... Didn't meet anyone new, but I watched Brandon be crazy for awhile. I decided I had had enough of this, so I came back to the room. Later on that night, there was something called "Playfair," an event that supposedly won some award for meeting new people or some shit. All the freshman were directed toward the fieldhouse. We got there and participated in get together activities similar to those of a bible camp's. After that hour of sweating and thinking about how stupid everything was, I was free to do whatever I wanted.
The following day, I did not go to any orientation. I am glad.
The first word ever said to me in a classroom was sung by Mark Newcom, "Morning!" Also, every time he says "Um" he sings it.
I spent a lot of time in this little dorm room last week. Everyone I have met, excluding a very small hand full, is just like the crowd I didn't want to hang out with in high school. Most of them look the same and are not very friendly to me. Noah and I get a lot of negative comments on our white board. We live with a lot of jocks/assholes.

I'm about ready to be done with Waldorf. Get ready Eric, I am going to try to get out there.

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