it feels like its been several years since i have blogged last, and a lot has happened since then. i have survived one month of class, a room change, distracting views, a 15 foot fall, and the swine flu.
it is exactly one month since the beginning of my academic career in Ithaca college, and in my layman’s judgment i say that i could be doing better but i could be doing much worse. alot of my old friends from high school keep bothering me, procrastination, for example, calls me all the time to ask what i am doing. some times i hang up, but mostly we get along like old pals. my dad has always made a point of specifically sending me quotes that contain universal truths and meaning for my life. such as “Procrastination is something best put off until tomorrow.” and “It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.” and many timeless others. to me it is funny that i now say these things to myself that i once wished my dad could say quicker. my old pal bad time management is also attending school with me, it’s very hard to get rid of old friends like these.
i have taken some steps toward some extra curricular activities, for one , i have joined a group called CTC, or core trader consultants. what this group does is allow students to run a 25K mutual fund. the organisation is set up with the executives on top, executives are mostly seniors and some juniors, and the senior analyst who make major financial decisions for the fund, and then the junior analyst who are training under the senior analyst to learn about toe world of finance. the rest of the group is general members who participate in meetings and learn but do not decide anything. we do our activities in the most innovative room the business school has to offer, the trading room. the room includes real time stock information more accurate than the tickers on the news, and when i say accurate i mean its like having some wall street bum screaming in your ear accurate. also there are the dual monitor stock analyzation computer stations that we all have access to. so long story short after about my junior year i will be on my way to Warren Buffet guru status of finances. friends and family throw money my way, the riches of the world are closer than you think, i won’t madoff with your money.
i began my life at Ithaca 2 days before the expected move in date for most freshman, i had the pick i wanted for beds and furniture, and i generally had the entire dorm to my self. i was settling in and was quite comfortable, i had completely made myself at home. it was about 8 in the morning and i was awake, it was the time in the day when i don’t talk to anyone and i read the news and check facebook and mess around on the computer. anyway i had to go to the bath room, and when i say that i had made myself at home i meant that, i walked out in the hall full of empty rooms in my underwear and went to visit the toilet, i finish, i was up, and i walk back to the room only to see a kid and his mother fumbling with their keys in my door; this is how i met my first room mate, Andrew. the room rush had began and i was the early bird. first impressions are not that important because despite all that we got along fine. about 20 minutes later another disturbance walked in. this was room mate number 2 Nathan, his mother was talking about how she passed her nursing test, i was so proud. after this i got no peace. it was a fluster cluck, we were on each others heads, and in each others bubbles. don’t let the words deceive you, we got along great, and both kids were gentlemen, they were A+ roommates, but the extended occupancy dorm we lived in was meant for 2 people and we were unfortunate enough to be 3. so i volunteered to bite the bullet and move. i met a kid at my orientation named max who had a palace of a college dorm, and he took me in. now me and max get along great, but i have never met someone with more opposite habits to myself. i enjoy peace and quiet to go to sleep, he likes cacophonous television mummer to ease his way to a great nights sleep. one night we tried it the other way, we turned off the telly and i slept and he wept. i like fresh air, he likes to smoke tobacco all day, he is like the Caterpillar from Alice in Wonderland. if we don’t come to a compromise soon i am going to make him an offer he can’t refuse, he may wake up to find a bloody remote control in his bed. despite this we are somehow good pals.
in addition to the room change i received a view change, (picture 1 insert here if you can) this over looks the finger lake known as Cayuga lake, the longest finger lake of a group of five. it is the middle finger. it is beautiful here, but i will let the picture speak for itself. 
To be continued manana….
