“I think that your hairstyle is very special”

Juli, I can’t believe that you haven’t even started school yet, and I’m already through my first exam!  Today was a bit monumental.  I woke up early to find out the results of the Obama-McCain lottery at Columbia (the deal: 15,000 students entered in a lottery for ~200 tickets).  Okay, so I wasn’t picked.  I figured as much.  But then my press credentials weren’t approved by the not-for-profit organizing the event!  Seriously, I was supposed to be covering this on Friday (which seems to have become my default day over at IvyGate.  Hmmm).

Of course the world had to mock my rejection from the Obamacain event by turning the lobby of my apartment building into a voting hub for some local election, complete with multi-lingual  “vote here!” signs and electronic voting booths.  Seriously.

Did I mention the rainstorm?

Finally, I got to campus 90 minutes before the test and realized I didn’t have an eraser.  Cue my waiting in a line of 25+ people purchasing textbooks and umbrellas at the CU bookstore with a freakin’ $1.99 mechanical pencil in my basket.   After that fiasco, I was sitting in Cafe 212, a sort of our-seating-area-is-also-a-pedestrian-walkway-to-the-campus-ATM-and-our-cheese-sandwiches-cost-$6.50 place with my coffee and my notes when the most charming, amazingly sweet exchange students asked to share my table.  They were two guys, one Korean and one Japanese, and their English was hilarious.  They kept wanting to talk to me about the diene reaction mechanisms I was studying, but they didn’t know the words and were reduced to simple pleasantries and frustrated hand waving.  As I was getting up, the Korean guy said to the Japanese guy, “I think that your hairstyle is very special.”  OMFG!

The exam was okay–I’d been doing the problem sets and it’s mostly just review of key reactions from Orgo I at this point.  After the exam, I was supposed to entice freshies to join Philo at the club faire, which was cancelled due to rain, so I killed time between classes in the computer lab, and found out that

1. My application to UPenn for grad school is now complete (last letter of rec arrived this morning) and will be sent to the committee.  Eek!
2. Bwog seemed to want me to comment about IvyGate not having been accepted for press credentials
3. The short forms of my TV show (which is so never going to happen) contract are on their way and
4. I am so, so screwed with my creative writing elective and might have to do an independent study.

Awesome.  I also had the balls to call the people who rejected my press credentials and let them know our daily readership and asked if I could resubmit our proposed coverage (I had been angling for photography as well as summary and commentary) if that was the reason for the rejection.  The woman I spoke to was really apologetic and confused as to why I was rejected, so they’re re-examining everything and hopefully I will get to cover Obamacain after all.  Fingers crossed!

So that’s it for my eventful Tuesday!  Hope you enjoy the crappy computer cam shots of my weird outfit and also that your face is less marshmallow-like and your hair is still just as cotton-candy awesome.