I am settled
Moved back to Hansee on Tuesday. Move-in was hassle-free, though getting to UW was a bit more full of misadventure than I would've liked. If this weren't my last time moving into the dorms (*stops thinking further on that note*) I would tell Mom that she's no longer allowed to schedule errands on the day I move back to school. As it is, I still got here about 11-ish.
I'm just a bit angry (perhaps unreasonably so) that HFS changed my furniture. I no longer have the really cool, old wood drawers and desk with the never-ending keyboard drawer. I'm just trying to look on the positive side of having a bit more floorspace. And my desk and drawers still match......but I would've liked my old furniture back.
I have morning shift for the move-in crew again, which I actually kinda like (except for the whole waking-up-at-5:50AM part, and the measly-poptart-breakfast part) since I get the rest of the day to do my own thing. Today I only had one grumpy dad to deal with (but a very patient mother, thank goodness), and I didn't run my foot over with the big orange cart, so today was a success. I just hope tomorrow I don't have to move in so many people to the temporary-housing lofts; it sucks having to either maneuver a huge cart through a narrow hallway or hanging out at the stairwell in Blaine on 3rd floor.
Although, I'm not very impressed with this year's Hansee coordinator. Sure, since I didn't apply to be a coordinator I can't throw too many stones, but she just...doesn't feel very put-together. She didn't even think of taking the volunteers on a tour of the building, even though there were a few who didn't know the building. Maybe my expectations are just too high, since last year's coordinator was efficient to an extreme.
I got my fridge and microwave back from storage (and with no hassles getting on the elevator! Woo!) and I also completed the painful ritual of getting my textbooks. I made a last minute change to my schedule, which made the price jump a bit, but I'm okay with that. Particularly since now I don't have to go from the Oceanography Teaching Building to Smith, an uphill trek, in 10 minutes twice a week. I also sort of didn't feel like jumping head-first into a European history course that probably would be better taken with at least basic knowledge in European history that goes beyond, "WWII happened partially in Europe. The Berlin wall came down." So, European Witch Trials for me!
In my little stretch of hall the only people who have returned (as far as I can tell) are Steven, Freddie and I. But the two girls I have met (Dominica and Laura) are awesome. Laura is really the first person aside from my sister and Kim who knew who Tamora Pierce was. Dominica came to say hi to her neighbor and, aside from hello, remarked on my Serenity poster. So, they must be awesome people, y/y? It's nice to have some more life in Hansee, though.
Priorities for tomorrow/general immediate future:
1. Finish my shift in DAWGs without running over my feet
2. Have my posters up and the rest of my nicknacks in some semblance of order.
3. Get the movie pass to the screening of Eagle Eye in the HUB.
I am SO GLAD Thorne's going to be gone soon. I want her out of my Eureka, and to stop lording over my sheriff! And I wish the writers had chosen to make Jack's sister less of a self-righteous hippie. You can want to help the environment, be interested in yoga and that sort of thing without being obnoxious.
" "It's Tchaikovsky's 'Another One Bites the Dust'," said Crowley, closing his eyes as they went through Slough. To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd's "We Are the Champions" and Beethoven's "I Want To Break Free." Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams's "Fat-Bottomed Girls." "
"It would take a lot to faze a copper from the Met.
It would take, for example, a huge, battered car that was nothing more nor less than a fireball, a blazing, roaring, twisted metal lemon from Hell, driven by a grinning lunatic in sunglasses, sitting amid the flames, trailing thick black smoke, coming straight at them through the lashing rain and the wind at eighty miles per hour.
That would do it every time." --Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.
I'm just a bit angry (perhaps unreasonably so) that HFS changed my furniture. I no longer have the really cool, old wood drawers and desk with the never-ending keyboard drawer. I'm just trying to look on the positive side of having a bit more floorspace. And my desk and drawers still match......but I would've liked my old furniture back.
I have morning shift for the move-in crew again, which I actually kinda like (except for the whole waking-up-at-5:50AM part, and the measly-poptart-breakfast part) since I get the rest of the day to do my own thing. Today I only had one grumpy dad to deal with (but a very patient mother, thank goodness), and I didn't run my foot over with the big orange cart, so today was a success. I just hope tomorrow I don't have to move in so many people to the temporary-housing lofts; it sucks having to either maneuver a huge cart through a narrow hallway or hanging out at the stairwell in Blaine on 3rd floor.
Although, I'm not very impressed with this year's Hansee coordinator. Sure, since I didn't apply to be a coordinator I can't throw too many stones, but she just...doesn't feel very put-together. She didn't even think of taking the volunteers on a tour of the building, even though there were a few who didn't know the building. Maybe my expectations are just too high, since last year's coordinator was efficient to an extreme.
I got my fridge and microwave back from storage (and with no hassles getting on the elevator! Woo!) and I also completed the painful ritual of getting my textbooks. I made a last minute change to my schedule, which made the price jump a bit, but I'm okay with that. Particularly since now I don't have to go from the Oceanography Teaching Building to Smith, an uphill trek, in 10 minutes twice a week. I also sort of didn't feel like jumping head-first into a European history course that probably would be better taken with at least basic knowledge in European history that goes beyond, "WWII happened partially in Europe. The Berlin wall came down." So, European Witch Trials for me!
In my little stretch of hall the only people who have returned (as far as I can tell) are Steven, Freddie and I. But the two girls I have met (Dominica and Laura) are awesome. Laura is really the first person aside from my sister and Kim who knew who Tamora Pierce was. Dominica came to say hi to her neighbor and, aside from hello, remarked on my Serenity poster. So, they must be awesome people, y/y? It's nice to have some more life in Hansee, though.
Priorities for tomorrow/general immediate future:
1. Finish my shift in DAWGs without running over my feet
2. Have my posters up and the rest of my nicknacks in some semblance of order.
3. Get the movie pass to the screening of Eagle Eye in the HUB.
I am SO GLAD Thorne's going to be gone soon. I want her out of my Eureka, and to stop lording over my sheriff! And I wish the writers had chosen to make Jack's sister less of a self-righteous hippie. You can want to help the environment, be interested in yoga and that sort of thing without being obnoxious.
" "It's Tchaikovsky's 'Another One Bites the Dust'," said Crowley, closing his eyes as they went through Slough. To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd's "We Are the Champions" and Beethoven's "I Want To Break Free." Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams's "Fat-Bottomed Girls." "
"It would take a lot to faze a copper from the Met.
It would take, for example, a huge, battered car that was nothing more nor less than a fireball, a blazing, roaring, twisted metal lemon from Hell, driven by a grinning lunatic in sunglasses, sitting amid the flames, trailing thick black smoke, coming straight at them through the lashing rain and the wind at eighty miles per hour.
That would do it every time." --Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.