So, there's alot to cover. So sit back and hold on for the ride.
First off, Orientation was crazy.
I've never seen so many peppy people all in the same area. But it was fun! Meet a lot of new faces, and did some really interesting things. I can honestly say that I have ridden a mechanical bull in my life time. I even got a bruise that lasted for, like, 2 weeks. Met my new roomies, only I didn't know it then, and alot of really cool people.
My classes are really fun and I love my schedule. Most of my classes aren't very hard and for the most part senior year was harder than college is right now. *Knock on Wood* So here's hoping. I just hit midterms too, so good luck to me. I passed all of mine with flying colors which is good.
I'm sure you have already heard but I'll update you anyways. Yes, it's true I am on room mate #2. Chelsey didn't work out. I tried to make it work out but there were factors working against me. She was an only child that lived a half an hour away from her parents, had never lived away from home before, scatter-brained, a whiner and generally negative person. I mean she showed up to move in day with a box full of clothes, a comforter, and a microwave. Nothing else. I mean I should have seen the neon flashing sign from heaven, but being the good person I am I let her use one of my pillows. Week goes by and next thing I know it's a Thursday 3 weeks into classes and she comes in really late the night before and sleeps through her 8 o'clock class. So I wake her up on my way out to Math and don't think twice about it. Next thing I know I get a text halfway through class that went like this:
"Dude they told me i could have a single room im moving today sorry dude but i didnt know i could have one"
And when I got back she had completely moved out. Not even a "Hey thanks for being a cool roommate" But nope. She even sent one of her friends to get all the things left in her desk instead of coming herself. The only other time I talked to her since is that she came down out of the blue, asked me if I could fix her cell (which I did) and left. I KNOW! WHAT THE HECK?
Anyways! I have a new roommate now. Her name is Erika. She's from California and Christian, which is a stellar combination. She's an uber christian, so it is so my goal to bring her out of her shell. She reeks of home school and I am slowly introducing her to the finer things of college. We're working up to Rocky Horror tomorrow and I think she'll be okay, but pray for us just in case. But were like one of those dream team roommates, so alike it's scary. Only like everything else in life I'm the louder one. But my floor is really cool. Other than Erika and I the rest of my group is either vegan, vegetarian, or just plain strange. But they're pretty cool so I'll let it slide.
The dorms themselves however are a mess. There seems to be a party every Friday night, Saturday night, Sunday night... you get the pattern. It got so bad the other night that 911 was called because a girl at the party a floor above us had passed out and wasn't responding. Yeah, go state school. I moved into the party dorm which probably doesn't help. But our floor seems pretty cool and we haven't gotten in trouble... yet. We do have a fun time though. I the past week we've had a potluck, a hero's marathon, Sunday brunch, movie night, and a Disney marathon. So I'm not sitting home in my room, twiddling my thumbs.
So I finally found out for sure that I don't have mono. I have a new strand of the flu that gives all the symptoms of mono, like exhaustion, nausea, headaches, and more; but that my spleen won't explode if I push myself, so it's a blessing I guess. I've had it for about 2 weeks now and still feel it every once in a while but am getting better. However I am proving the saying starve a fever and feed a cold because I woke up with a scratchy throat this morning. Lovely. Oh well, I just have to cough sneeze and hack my way through 3 more weeks and I'll be able to come home and sleeping in my own bed.
Yay. Bed.
