I'm alive!!!!
Yes, well... I haven't posted in a long time. I've been here, I've just been feeling really antisocial. I don't know why. The wierd thing is, when I leave my room, I turn into the epitome of charisma and charm. It's so wierd. My first day starting at school, it was just so easy for me to talk to people. And people just talked easily to me. I made friends with a ton of strangers. I don't know how it happened. How did I become such a people person? When I get back to my room, I think back and think, "Wow, how did I come up with all those conversation topics?" Because I used to be the girl brooding in the back of the class, and do people like that undergo some kind of overnight social transformation when they go to college?
Anyway, Seattle is great. Kinda rainy yesterday. But last week it was all sunny and fun, so me and some people walked around downtown. They left me at the library for a while so I could could get a library card and browse around. I know I've said this, but I LOVE the Seattle Public Library. The architecture is just AWESOME. Pictures:
These are some from the site...
I think it looks like a spaceship.^^
Oooh, symmetrical!
A big, big, room.
Dark and moody in the nighttime...
This is the stairway out of the meeting floor. The WHOLE FLOOR looks like that. Makes you wonder how they ever get anything done in their meetings.
The security guards really don't like it if you put your feet on the chairs, as I learned...
The elevator. Now this place really looks like a spaceship.
The escalator's video sculptures - these things are creepy.
Rawr. It's a big metal monster!
After the library, we walked all over downtown until really late at night/early morning (clubbing is fun-whoohoo!). The next day/later in the morning, my legs were killing me. Seriously, they were dead. I couldn't use stairs. You'd think that I'd be more in shape, since my job over the summer was at the public pool teaching little kids to swim. But no. Eh, well.
Alright, I think this is the longest LJ post in all history. More next time.