Moved.

August 24, 2001 | 02:28 PM

Yes! I have located a computer lab! A tiny one, on the second floor of the library... which happens to be right next to my dorm. I got up early today, at about 6 am. I don't even remember the last time that I got up at 6 am. Well, I packed the last of my junk into the car (the whole time worrying that I'd have too much) and took off with my dad in separate cars. We got to the dorm, and after my check-in, we took all my stuff upstairs, to the third floor. Was that ever a workout. Four trips for each of us, carrying heavy bags. It didn't help that it was hot out today.

My room mate was asleep when we got in, and she stayed asleep after we were done. She was wearing earplugs, I think. My dad and I let her sleep, and we walked around for a little bit. He shook my hand and left. I have no idea why he shook my hand. I guess that's just the way we do things in this family. I bet he cried in the car! Muhahahahahahaha Anyway, I finally met my roomie after she woke up. She seems cool. She brought two tv's, a fridge, microwave, a million and a half movies, and this huge shelf. She pretty much covered all the bases. It took only about fifteen minutes to unpack all of my stuff. I was worried about bringing too much, and I was the one who brought the least of all! I have all this room, tons of drawers, a walk-in closet! We each have one, so I get one to myself. My closet looks so empty, because I didn't have much to bring. I'm going back home tomorrow to get the rest of my stuff.

At 11:30 we had an orientation meeting, which was okay. The resident leaders did some dances, including a number where a certain male resident wearing a blonde wig and a tube top lip-synced to Lady Marmalade. Afterward, we played some ice-breaking games which were kind of stupid. I would rather have skipped it. Because of that I have grass stains on the knees of my khakis.

My resident advisor, Theresa, seems really nice. She looks so darn familiar, though. I just know I've met her before, somewhere. After doing the dorm things, I hiked over to the bookstore to buy my much-overpriced books. I spent $250, which would then leave my account at $.79. Not dollars. Cents. Thank God I bought the used neuroscience book, because if I didn't, my account would be in the negative. I think I'm going to have to ask my parents for some cash in the meantime. I still need a lamp. And that rug thing has not yet been worked out.

This library is deserted. I'm here on the second floor all by myself, which would probably be kinda creepy if it were dark out. The walls are this velveeta yellow, and the boolshelves are brown and orange. So is the carpet. Orange circles on a brown background... enough to get you dizzy in about two seconds. I bet it was installed before I was a wee bairne. Anyway, Steph should be moving in Sunday, and classes start Monday, so I will probably be getting settled in no time. A few pictures here, a few discarded pizza boxes there, and this will be just like home.

Damn I'm cheesy.

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