Back On Track
It took me a couple of weeks to get used to my weird schedule, but I finally think I got the hang of it. Yesterday was the first day this year that I have been able to stay awake in all of my classes. Yeah, I know it took me a little while, but these classes are really hard to get hyped up for this semester. I am taking German, which is a pretty cool class, and Nuclear Terrorism. How about that for a weird schedule? Actually, my Nuclear Terrorism class is very interesting because it makes me think outside of the box and forces me to map out and plan critical situations such as a nuclear bomb threat. This probably wouldn't be all that applicable to my major, which is entrepreneurship, but it makes studying for a test seem pretty simple. ha ha Okay, not funny.
Also, I'm pumped because it's FOOTBALL SEASON! Oh, Yeah! I am a huge sports fan, and to see a big team like Michigan get beat to a small school like Appalachian State gives us little guys (Belmont) hope for the upcoming basketball season. This season, I think the Men's team could be like a George Mason from a couple years ago and make some noise in the NCAA tournament. But I guess we'll see; the season starts in November.
To kind of touch on what Ben was talking about in his blog really quick, Belmont is very health conscious, and it is even more prominent this year. In years past, I could go into the gym and just pretty much fool around on any machine that I wanted to and not have to worry about whether or not it was being used, but that isn't the case anymore. The gym is slam packed all day, even during the mid-day when most of us are in class or taking naps. It's actually a big help to me because I always have someone to workout with in the gym, and if I want to get a little cardio in for the day I can get some guys together and play a little basketball. To tell the truth, I'm not really big on working out, but I LOVE to play some basketball. I also like to swim, but the only problem is that I hate when the pool water is cold. Hence, the look of disgust on my face.
