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I'm so exhausted. Whew.
We picked our room tonight. I'll be living in Carlyle with Jenna, Monica, and some other person we don't know yet. Our room is on the 11th floor in the 3rd tower (there are 3 towers to the building) facing the courtyard. We have a terrace overlooking the courtyard. We went up and saw the room before we left, and it's big. There are huge windows, which I'm the most excited about, because we don't have real windows this year and barely get any natural light in our room. It's awful. But no longer! There's only 1 real bedroom with a door in the rooms in Carlyle, so two people have to live in the living room. Jenna and I said we'd let Monica take the bedroom, because we're both leaving after 1st semester to go abroad, and Monica's not. Also, Monica's the one who's going to have a random roommate, so she's really taking the shaft here. To try and make up for it, we gave her the bedroom. Let's see, what else...The bathroom is really big and nice. The room in general is very big. Hardwood floors...and a dishwasher that doesn't currently work, but they're remodeling Carlyle over the summer, so hopefully they'll fix that. That would rock to have a dishwasher. So yeah, I'm happy about our room. I just hope this other person is not crazy. But even if she is, I figure there are three of us and only one of her. How much havoc can she wreak?
I've been thinking a lot about freedom lately. Perhaps I've been feeling tied down? I'm not really sure why. Not that I'm not always a little preoccupied with the topic, but I've been thinking about it more than normal as of late. I came to the realization fairly recently that I think that's one of the big reasons I'm afraid of getting older; I just get less and less free every year. And it makes me really sad. Because there's really nothing I can do about it.
We picked our room tonight. I'll be living in Carlyle with Jenna, Monica, and some other person we don't know yet. Our room is on the 11th floor in the 3rd tower (there are 3 towers to the building) facing the courtyard. We have a terrace overlooking the courtyard. We went up and saw the room before we left, and it's big. There are huge windows, which I'm the most excited about, because we don't have real windows this year and barely get any natural light in our room. It's awful. But no longer! There's only 1 real bedroom with a door in the rooms in Carlyle, so two people have to live in the living room. Jenna and I said we'd let Monica take the bedroom, because we're both leaving after 1st semester to go abroad, and Monica's not. Also, Monica's the one who's going to have a random roommate, so she's really taking the shaft here. To try and make up for it, we gave her the bedroom. Let's see, what else...The bathroom is really big and nice. The room in general is very big. Hardwood floors...and a dishwasher that doesn't currently work, but they're remodeling Carlyle over the summer, so hopefully they'll fix that. That would rock to have a dishwasher. So yeah, I'm happy about our room. I just hope this other person is not crazy. But even if she is, I figure there are three of us and only one of her. How much havoc can she wreak?
I've been thinking a lot about freedom lately. Perhaps I've been feeling tied down? I'm not really sure why. Not that I'm not always a little preoccupied with the topic, but I've been thinking about it more than normal as of late. I came to the realization fairly recently that I think that's one of the big reasons I'm afraid of getting older; I just get less and less free every year. And it makes me really sad. Because there's really nothing I can do about it.