Electric Lib

Clocks, New Jersey and UVM

As summer has officially ended and I'm starting anew at UVM this year, I thought it was just about time to pick up my blog again! Assuming I haven't lost all my readers. I'm in my third week at UVM, although it is my fourth week away from home, because I did a TREK program the week before school. My TREK program consisted of community service projects around Burlington such as: painting and organizing at Recycle North, playing board games with inmates, walking greyhounds, cleaning for elderly people, serving dinner at the Salvation army and making lunch for the homeless center (which was by far the coolest thing we did because all the people pretty shared their life stories). So it was a great week.

Now, I'm all set up in my dorm with my fabulous roommate, Kyra, and my two suitemates, Casey and Joey, and I'm working on getting back into the whole school routien.

But now to address my title. Among other things, I've noticed two themes at UVM. Firstly, there are no clocks. Anywhere. I think the only clock on the entire campus is in my Stats class, and I know because I watch it the entire time, because it turns out that statistics is not any harder at a college level than at a high school level. So, there's my A for the year. Secondly, just about every other people I meet is from New Jersey. If I compiled all the answers I've gotten to the question: "where are you from?", it might go something like this: Vermont, New Jersey, New York, New Jersey, Mass., New Jersey, Maine, New Jersey, Virginia, New Jersey, New Jersey, New Jersey. And, when one of those New Jersey-ans happens to run into another one, they have to yell out "yyyeee-ah Jeerrrsey!"

One last observation that was not noted in my title: when you ask out of state people where they're from, they always answer "oh I'm right outside of Boston," or "I'm right outside of Philly" or "I'm right outside of DC." So you think, "cool, city kids," and you ask them how far out... They're typical answer "like three hours." Um... good. Then I might as well say I'm from Boston cause I'm only about three hours away from there. I didn't ask where you're near, I asked where you're from. Worse than that though is when they tell you "oh, I'm right outside of (insert obscure town name here)." Well that helps, not only do I not know what town you actually live in, I don't know what town you live "right outside of."

So there we go, the first of many, frequent reports on my life at, as Josh refers to it, "the happiest place on earth." Posted by lib at September 12, 2006 06:06 PM