stay in the shallow end

From the latest Connections@UVa:

HOOS ARE TAKING CARE OF THEMSELVES: 82.9 percent of U.Va. students did not become hurt or injured as a result of their drinking.

You have got to be kidding me. Even if they are only counting undergraduates, that means that 17.1% * 13,401 = 2,291 students injured themselves as a result of their drinking. I don’t know anything about this survey, which was probably ridiculously unscientific. Even if it was completely accurate, I have to wonder who decided that 2,291 students injuring themselves due to drinking is something to be proud of.

Today is the last day of my first week school. I started last week on Wednesday. I’ve now officially done my first ridiculously stupid thing, and soon thereafter, a second ridiculously stupid thing.

I have classes everyday. Some days they start at 8:30 and other 10:15. Last night, I set my alarm clock so I’d be up in time to get ready for my 10:15 class. I still managed to run late as I was getting ready, so I hopped on the city bus near my house rather than walking to the free UVA bus. I made it to the classroom just before 10:15, and lo and behold, it’s empty. On Tuesdays, I have class at 8:30. Pissed off at myself, I headed back home. When I got home, I realized that on Tuesday’s I have my second class at 10:30, and I’d successfully missed that one as well.

At this point I wanted to kill myself. I’ve been working on getting my act together for school, but events like this are just completely demoralizing.