Fuck, I'm finally here.
I fucking love my room. It's bigger than my room at my house and I love it. I'm also fucking nervous as hell, which I'm sure you can tell through my frequent use of the word 'fuck'. I tend to curse when I'm emotional.
I've only met one of my suitemates, and then only a cursory "hello", so that's going well. I did meet some girls at the little residence hall get together thing last night, so I'm not a complete social failure.
...And I just spilt powerade on my 'Life's Short, Play Dirty' shirt. Goddamnit.
I'm unpacked, if not well organized....and I don't know what to do! I'm too hyper to stay at the computer. Maybe I'll bike around the campus for a while.
I've only met one of my suitemates, and then only a cursory "hello", so that's going well. I did meet some girls at the little residence hall get together thing last night, so I'm not a complete social failure.
...And I just spilt powerade on my 'Life's Short, Play Dirty' shirt. Goddamnit.
I'm unpacked, if not well organized....and I don't know what to do! I'm too hyper to stay at the computer. Maybe I'll bike around the campus for a while.