Well, I am here. In college. Sitting in my dorm, not wanting to leave the room to use the bathroom. I hate walking in the hallway.
(OK, I just got back from using the bathroom. Bah.)
Dan and Nevin helped me move on Friday, and I came back on Saturday to finish. We had great, vulgar, inuendo-laden, fun-filled, laughter-inducing times together. All of my belongings, minus my CDs, are unpacked and organized. I have the desk with the computer. Stephanie has the desk with the TV. We have a nice little fridge and a nice little microwave, and most importantly, a nice little air conditioner.
My parents helped me move on Saturday. It was somewhat sad. Dan spent the night at my house the night before, and leaving him in the morning was, to say the least, difficult. I'm going to miss everything about home, but I am trying to grasp reality here in Athens.
I went shopping with Tegan and her parents on Saturday night (earlier... since technically, as I write this, it's Sunday morning). T'was fun but I didn't feel up to the task. I have a headache. I'm tired. I shouldn't be writing this. I'm not feeling social. I don't like all of these "get to know people from OU" activities I must attend. I just want to buy my fucking books, organize my fucking CDs, figure out where my fucking classes are, and call everyone from home to talk to them and tell them how much I miss their faces. Also, I need to figure out my laundry situation. I might just look that up when I'm done typing this.
I should go to bed.
This is where I live.
More later. Tomorrow is a busy day, I fear.
The end.
(OK, I just got back from using the bathroom. Bah.)
Dan and Nevin helped me move on Friday, and I came back on Saturday to finish. We had great, vulgar, inuendo-laden, fun-filled, laughter-inducing times together. All of my belongings, minus my CDs, are unpacked and organized. I have the desk with the computer. Stephanie has the desk with the TV. We have a nice little fridge and a nice little microwave, and most importantly, a nice little air conditioner.
My parents helped me move on Saturday. It was somewhat sad. Dan spent the night at my house the night before, and leaving him in the morning was, to say the least, difficult. I'm going to miss everything about home, but I am trying to grasp reality here in Athens.
I went shopping with Tegan and her parents on Saturday night (earlier... since technically, as I write this, it's Sunday morning). T'was fun but I didn't feel up to the task. I have a headache. I'm tired. I shouldn't be writing this. I'm not feeling social. I don't like all of these "get to know people from OU" activities I must attend. I just want to buy my fucking books, organize my fucking CDs, figure out where my fucking classes are, and call everyone from home to talk to them and tell them how much I miss their faces. Also, I need to figure out my laundry situation. I might just look that up when I'm done typing this.
I should go to bed.
This is where I live.
More later. Tomorrow is a busy day, I fear.
The end.
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I hated going out and about through the dorms myself when I first moved into them, and if I moved back in tommorow I would hate it. But they turned out well for me, you might get lucky...