Its September 1st... freaky.

So. Its now officially over. My feelings of summer have dispersed into the atmosphere and I have watched those feelings float towards the stars.

Most of the folks back home *and.. you never know, one of you may be reading this* are leaving for school today *its 3AM...whatever* and that officially ends something that once was. I'm not saying its a bad thing, its just time to move onto something new and exciting in life. Even though it does feel pretty weird to thnk about that.

On a good note: Its the weekend. A glorious three day weekend where I can do anything I so desire :) which makes me very happy because- even though its only been a week of class, it feels a LOT longer than that. Which is absolutely intense. Fall is in the air finally and it seems to be getting a little bit cooler :) Which makes me veryyy happy.

Tomorrow should bring new and interesting things my way- but hopefully I will sleep late, seeing as how i've gotten up at roughly 6:45 every morning to give myself plenty of time to get to such early classes. Joyous events really.

Goodnight.

Feminism.

Today in women's history, we discussed the last lecture that we had done in class. Today is when the RA gets to teach the class and we break into smaller groups.

Our RA asked us who among us identified as a "feminist" so, a good amount of people reaised their hands (surprisingly less than I had personally expected), but for the RA, apparently she was very shocked. Of course I raised my hand, because I do consider myself one. As she went around the room and asked the femenists vs. non-femenists why or why not they identify as such. One girl said "When I call myself a 'femenist' I feel an empowerment" Immediately i was like, *Thinks to herself* "Thats a little odd, that word choice.. hm... empowerment?" SO I raised my hand and described that I personally don't feel a sense of 'power' when i call myself a femenist. This erupted into quite an interesting conversation, where suddenly the empowered girl felt that she should not have said that and quickly took back her statement. It was an odd course of events that I was not expecting in the slightest.

There is also one boy in our discussion group. When asked "Who is the most influential woman in his life" he said "The most influential women ARE my two moms" and that was interesting. He seems really nice and obviously really open and like a really good point of view to have in the class among all crazy women.

So. thats the little factoid of the day.

goodday sir.

And blogging begins for Amy McGuirk again

So, basically my brother thought it might be a good idea for me to begin blogging again to kinda keep people informed and all that jazz.

List of things that have happened in the past few days:

~I'm at College...wwhhhattt??
~Classes have started
~Homework has been given
~I've done said homework (Don't worry mom)
~I have a dorm room that is relatively nice-- the biggest one on the floor- which is really nice.
~I have class in like, an hour- but..we have to get there like 1/2 hour early because our teachers are
A. Crazy
B. wayyyy down at Syracuse Stage which causes us either to have a long walk or to take the bus
~Contrary to popular belief, its actually very hot in Syracuse...very hot. like.... makes me want to die hot. Just to give you an idea.
~Oh and its humid too.

List of my classes
~Intro to acting (Core) *Core A woo!*
~Intro to theatre
~Theatre production
~Women's studies
~Greek/Roman drama
~Writing (bane of my existance already)

As I have told many of my family members, I still feel as though I am on vacation and that soon enough I'll be back home hanging out with my usual suspects and going to the creamery. Turns out, thats not true- and its a little weird to get used to. I'm adjusting quite well... but just if anyone was curious-- yes. its very strange being in college. When did that happen?