The Second Longest Week of My Life

If you recall, I titled one of my blog posts during the first week of the first semester “The Longest Week of My Life: Day Three,” so this is me being clever and bringing the title back for the first week of my second semester. Only this time, the week went faster! I apologize for not writing sooner but I had lots of stuff to do. Not much happened over the week. Disappointingly little actually. But I really like all my classes and professors. I also made some delicious pasta (see last post).

Well competition season is coming up for club gymnastics which means that I actually have to get my butt moving. And I must say that it is going pretty well if I do say so myself. I haven’t taken any pictures or videos yet because that’s how hard I’m working haha

Studio? Oh yes, that class that I always have something to say about? As a matter of fact, I do have stuff to say. We are doing a project on finding points, lines, planes, and volumes in the landscape that were intentionally done by the designers of said landscapes. We had to take pictures around campus which sounds like a pretty normal task until you realize that people get really confused when you’re walking around taking pictures of shrubs and sidewalks. It was also really cold out the day we went out to take pictures. I had to take a few pictures and then quickly put my hands in my pockets to make sure I could still feel them.

Here are my pictures:

Pretty exciting stuff.

I also took a picture of this cute squirrel:






Day Three

Zoe’s Log-Day 3

-day 3…they still do not suspect that I am a mere cat.

-Day 3 of non-stop service! Yee Haa! Day 3!!!

-Ah! Do nothing congress

-Uh… I got turned into a cow, can I be excused now?

yes you may be excused

-I am doing nothing right now

-Food. Summer

-Oh yes, I boost cars in my free time

-6:14 6:15

-Still swiveling

-Ahh! I can’t see the time

Needless to say, I go very little relevant work done that day.

College English

So it looks like I’m starting college a little early… Actually it’s just a class.

After being on the fence about whether or not to take summer classes, I was finally convinced by enough people that taking a summer class to lighten my load would be worth it come fall semester. I decided on English because I hate English and figured it would be in my best interest to get it out of the way.

I probably need to be careful about what I say…

But anyways! The class is extremely condensed and long and unfortunately, I just learned most of the stuff we’re talking about so I am-in the words of Sherlock from BBC’s Sherlock-

So, I write down sarcastics remarks in my notebook, even though I have been told by my parents on multiple occasions that that might be a bad idea. What can I say. I live for danger.

Please enjoy the less rude remarks that I have made:

Day 1

-“I am in English. It’s funny because I hate English. Ha! No, actually that’s a lie. I hate 3 hours of English.”

-“This isn’t real”

-“There’s a piano on this floor.”

-“I’m Sherlock (Observations)”

-“Did you know that other people have opinions that are not your opinions?”


-“The funny thing is, it looks like I’m taking actual notes when I’m just making sarcastic comments. Ha!”

-“[Sqare roots] They just blow my mind.”

-“I can’t sit still”