June 19: Day 6

On days like this (102 degree high with an unutterable humidity factor), my parasol ceases to be a fashion icon and suddenly decomes an indispensable necessity (since there’s another kind). Valdosta has a way of rejecting one’s plans and imposing upon its inhabitants a design of its own; I may never wind up wearing my Link and Star Wars shirts out of my dorm room, as the black fabric renders them unbearable.

But on to the day’s more tangible happenings. In my media class, we were assigned our first and only non-reading project.  We had to create our own ad for a pan-demographic product (our class’s was soap) and gear it towards a specific audience. Our group got 35-60 year-old men. To capitalize on possible midlife crises and a certain loss of the self-determining ways of youth, our product was called “Sovereign,” with the tagline “Control your clean.” I had the incredibly entertaining job of photoshopping the body wash’s bottle. I took a Don Julio bottle (a brand of upper crust tequila) and replaced their label with ours, resulting in one of the more entertaining hybrids I’ve ever seen in my life. Our teacher and peers loved it, so I guess it was a success.

Behold the Charisma!

Computing was also rather exciting. We split into groups and started laying out the most basic elements of the site: the main page, the major abstracts, and the events calendar. I co-headed the calendar group, and I suppose all went pretty well, though I don’t particularly suppose that we’ll meet our deadline of next weekend without some deux ex machina acting on our side (though I hope to all that’s holy that that is one machine that speaks English, not C++).

The most interesting part by far was definitely Donnie Darko. As Commies, we have the unique, parent/guardian-surrendered privelege of being the only students on campus allowed to watch R-rated movies (during official functions, at least). So this evening, 92 of us crammed ourselves into a room moderately smaller than the average classroom (yes, it was very, very crazy) to watch one of the deepest pop movies of all time. And, though the movie was fantastic, I have to say that the conversation circles that spontaneously formed afterward surpassed the initial experience by far. It was, sadly enough, my first real exposure to willingly intelligent conversation at GHP. And I loved it.

I also had the incredible pleasure of taking a late night intro to Japanese seminar, the even greater pleasure of knowing everything the instructor had to say (with the exception of the actual symbols), the greater still pleasure of knowing exactly where said knowledge came from, and the greatest pleasure of all in loving said source quite profusely.

Oh, and a schedule, since I have posted nothing of the sort yet…

6.30-8: Getting ready and eating breakfast

8-10: 1st period

10.15-12: 2nd period

12-1.30: Lunch

1:30-4: Computing

4-10.30: Pretty much anything

10.30-11.30: Hall meeting and pre-bedtime preparation

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