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I ate too much. Not surprising, eh? My push towards a raw food diet is as successful as the search for a method of time travel (except worse). At this moment I'm eating a "jumbo daifuku" despite feeling sickly from the Jingo Korean vegetable medley (not because it was bad but because I ate too much). I don't know why I have such a hard time controlling how much I eat. It's very annoying.

And thus, I am a Food Studies major! I switched from nutrition because...because. Because I wanted to. I hope it's more fun than nutrition or that I'll learn enough to make me not eat so much or...god, I don't know. There's a computer science minor that I'm interested in as well. Mmm. Computers and science. And web stufffff.

My first week of school went rather well, except for funky transportation (or lack thereof) in the wee hours of the morning. I'm not taking any 8 AM classes (why would anyone make 8 AM classes?) so it's not too bad, but on my first day of school there were so many people trying to take the shuttle that I ended up using the subway to get to campus, making it to class in the nick of time after going up seven flights of stairs. Hooray for chem! Chemistry is very un-intimidating right now, which makes me very happy. I haven't taken a chem class since 11th grade and while I did well in it, it wasn't all that enjoyable (mainly due to having morons as classmates).

After chem I had a writing course, which was moved to a different building because of a blackout in the original one. Sweet. I enjoy writing but not when I have to do it in a school setting (having to analyze something and write about it makes me want to kill things). It was a nice class but after meeting with my advisor I found out I didn't have to take it due to a policy change over the summer. SWEET! So writing class is no more and instead I'm taking a class about food in society. There are three books on the class's reading list and I've read two of them already. Woo. The bad thing about my schedule change is that I now have classes nearly straight from 2 PM to 9:25. Doh. My last classes are intro to foods and the intro to foods lab. I didn't have lab this first week but next week the fun will begin...and it should be fun because we get to learn how to cook. Not that I will use this knowledge in my too-nice kitchen, but eh.

Wednesday started off with massive raining/flooding and general craziness. Luckily, I got on the shuttle only to find out when I got to school that my computers in nutrition class was cancelled due to flooding in the classroom. It was comical to see the signs posted up, as the classroom was already switched to one different from the original schedule and there was another sign posted under the classroom change sign saying the classroom was closed. The signs basically said "GO TO LC8" and "LC8 IS CLOSED". I went to the Union Square market, bought too much food including a loaf of rye bread and many carrots, and came back to my room for a nice break.

Rye bread is yummy. I can't eat it anymore. Rye bread is also dense and brick-like. I didn't think I could eat the entire loaf in one day, maybe half, but by the end of the day I had nearly eaten 3/4ths of it. My tummy told me I couldn't digest very well so I threw out the remaining bread. Rye, no more. I've come to the conclusion that I don't handle any grain product well, but eating a little bit won't kill me if I have to (and I did eat some bread yesterday, which I'll get to).

On Wednesday I met up with Grace, an Internet friend, also an NYU transfer student. It was cool getting to hang out with someone and not sit on my bum all day until it got numb. We went to the South Street Seaport where I got ice cream and Grace got food from Subway. I ate ice cream every day this week until today because I found out my organs don't like being bombarded with ice cream, no matter how much my brain and mouth enjoy it. At least, that's what I'm assuming. I ate it every day because I thought I DID digest it fine, but I got weird intestinal problems yesterday and thus ended the ice cream eating spree. I also found out I don't digest carrots well. Dammit. All my favorite foods are making me sickly. I have yet to give up my pudding, rice or non-rice.

I had my nutrition and health class late Wednesday afternoon/evening and it was pretty interesting. The classrooms in 194 Mercer are nice and spacious, which is good since there are 80-something people in my class. The teacher uses powerpoint presentations, which are super easy to follow. YEY.

Thursday I only had two classes in the morning, chem and the new student seminar. We reviewed the three states of matter in chem...yes, turkey, pine cones, and bottles. I mean, liquid, solid, and gas. I know this stuff! HOLY CRAP that's amazing. I hope the rest of the class is easy. The new student seminar is a no credit course but it's really laid back and a good way to get to know other new students in the same department along with what resources there are. Next week we have a breakfast, hopefully not full of food I can't eat but we'll see. A lot of free food consists of bagels, pizza, tea, and cookies, none of which I have the desire to consume. (Yet despite everything I don't/can't eat, I still eat too much. Frightening.)

If anyone's curious, here's a list of stuff I can't or choose not to eat:

• ice cream
• grain products (ie, bread, cake, pasta, cookies; will eat on rare occassion; this does no include rice)
• pizza (although it smells good, I think it looks kinda gross. I haven't eaten pizza in a few years.)
• meat (eaten sparingly, just because I'd rather eat other things. However, there has been meat in the form of imitation crab in the sushi I've eaten today and yesterday)
• coffee/tea (don't like the taste)
• alcohol (ew)
• salad (nothing wrong with salad, it's just not high on my enjoyment list)

Not the longest list in the world but considering how most people drink coffee/tea or eat stuff made of grain, it's...I don't know. I still eat too much. I eat craploads of chocolate.

Okay, back to whatever I was talking about...what was I talking about? Hm. Thursday. Thursday was nice because I didn't have to do much, bwahaha! I went to the club fair at Coles sports center and the line to get in was ginormous. It was around the end of the fair so I guess I was among the straglers who didn't think there's be craploads of people. NYU has too many clubs so it was pretty intimidating. There were clubs for people of a certain enthnicity of a certain religion (like "people of the island Foog who practice Shmirk"). I signed up for the web design club, the Taiwanese student something or other, and some asian interest sorority (which I didn't know existed). For the last one I didn't even know what I was signing up for until the girl gave me a postcard.

After that was the mystery concert, aka the Shins (who were opened by the Fiery Furnaces?). I like concerts and I like free stuff, but I was there by myself and was not a Shins fan. There were a bunch of desparate looking people around there who wanted tickets so I decided to give mine away and come back to my room. Yeah, I suck but there wasn't much point in me taking some other fan's place.

Friday was another short school day. I just had chem lab in the morning, during which we didn't actually do any lab stuff but just got lab partners and made sure we had the right equipment in our lockers. I've got a cool partner so I'm happy. :) Our locker is far away from our table though and it was full of crap (including old coffee cups?). Hmmm. We got all the right stuff in it now though, ie graduated cylinders, flasks, and all that fun junk that I haven't touched since 10th grade. Eek.

My dad and my grandpa came during the afternoon to visit and drive around a bit. It was kind of pointless in my opinion, but...meh. I don't have a very good relationship with my dad and I don't really have any relationship with my grandfather (besides the blood one) so it was awkward. I was happy when it was over and I got to return to my room for a short period of time before going out again to meet up with Grace at the campus. We were going to see a free movie at the Cantor Film Center but we didn't make it in...doh! The line was long so we didn't think we could but eh, we tried! Before waiting in line to see the movie we ate dinner at Peanut Butter & Co, which is now my favorite restaurant (I went there by myself earlier in the week) and the only reason I'd eat bread. $10 will get you a yummerful sandwich and a milkshake. I've rare had milkshakes before (if ever) so I didn't realize that a milkshake is basically pseudo-liquified ice cream. I was going to stop eating ice cream yesterday but after the milkshake (of which I had one and a half of since Grace didn't finish hers and...I'm a glutton) I figured, what the hell. Later that night I got a chocolate cone from a Mr. Softee truck so I really crapped up my body, but Mr. Softee was the last ice cream treat I wanted to try. The day before I got ice cream and chocolate from Australian Homemade, both delicious.

Grace and I wandered around for a while, toying with the idea of seeing a movie at the Union Square Loews but deciding against it after realizing that either all the movies sucked or we had seen them already. The place was packed anyhoo. :\ We stumbled upon an M2M, which I have now decided is my favorite place. Cheap Japanese and Korean food, I'm in heaven! We waxed nostalgic looking at drinks and candies we ate as kids (sometimes comically so: [both pointing at koala bear chocolate filled crackers] "I used to eat those!") and drooled over everything else. I gushed at the cute packaging and attempted to read katakana unsuccessfully. In the end I bought a daifuku, which I haven't eaten in ages but now LOVE (rice pasta ball filled with red bean paste).

Food. So much food. We went to Union Square and looked around the Virgin Megastore before Grace departed and I went into super glutton mode in my persuit of the chocolate Mr. Softee cone.

Today I went back to Union Square, walking along a different route than what I had taken before. Now I know it's easier to go up Bowery than Broadway. :P I met up with one of Carol's friends, Tae, and we walked around and talked about stuff...it was fun! We ate at Baluchi's (doesn't that sound Italian?) and I went completely nuts at M2M, buying craploads of stuff (yet I'm still eating). I think I've met my food-opposite, not taste wise but portion and feeling wise. Message to people who get full easily and have trouble keeping on weight: I do not understand you. Give me your problems. I will hold them like warm little babies and love them.

Now I am here, like a fat pig, eating pudding. I mean, if pigs ate pudding. Tomorrow I'm going to see Videos That Rock as part of Res Fest with Diana. Woop woop!

Random note thing: Julia is 16. Damn, I feel so unaccomplished. I love her threadless shirt, I must buy buy buy and consume some more. I have too many t-shirts. :(