'Scuse me while I roll my spliff
Hey friends, greetings from Macalester.
When my parents left me for the last time for over a month and a half, the both gave me shitty half-hugs. Whose parents do that?
I put a whiteboard on the front of our door, and it was used for writing, and then it fell down. SHITTY. What this does mean is that I could potentially put the Requiem poster on the front of the door, and position it such that the center of the pupil on the poster is where our peephole is.
I am not even close to unpacked. I did loft my bed though, and I'll post pixxx when I'm finally done with this thing.
I had a totally college experience tonight. After some weird mixer thing put on by a motivational-speaker type guy (though I know he specializes in mixer activities, it was called "playfair"), Ethan and Joey and I walked to a 24 hour grocery and bought two things of Ramen, half a gallon of milk, and 6 things of applesauce. Total cost to us: $2 each. We only had one of the Ramen, but all the applesauce and milk.
Kyle seems like he's going to be a good roommate, but it's also pretty early to tell. He's at least been nice about me not having my shit together, and about me coming in after he went to bed to pick up bowls and forks. That was also the first time he met Ethan. While I was getting stuff, Ethan came in and shook his hand. Kyle got out of bed in his boxers and a t-shirt, and in retrospect I find the whole thing pretty funny.
It's 2 now, and I am getting up at 7:45 to have breakfast before I meet my adviser, a Prof. Ding (what a great name!).
I am a bundle of thoughts and feelings, and I don't know exactly how to untangle myself. In fact, I haven't the foggiest idea. I'll start with a cigarette and a shower.
When my parents left me for the last time for over a month and a half, the both gave me shitty half-hugs. Whose parents do that?
I put a whiteboard on the front of our door, and it was used for writing, and then it fell down. SHITTY. What this does mean is that I could potentially put the Requiem poster on the front of the door, and position it such that the center of the pupil on the poster is where our peephole is.
I am not even close to unpacked. I did loft my bed though, and I'll post pixxx when I'm finally done with this thing.
I had a totally college experience tonight. After some weird mixer thing put on by a motivational-speaker type guy (though I know he specializes in mixer activities, it was called "playfair"), Ethan and Joey and I walked to a 24 hour grocery and bought two things of Ramen, half a gallon of milk, and 6 things of applesauce. Total cost to us: $2 each. We only had one of the Ramen, but all the applesauce and milk.
Kyle seems like he's going to be a good roommate, but it's also pretty early to tell. He's at least been nice about me not having my shit together, and about me coming in after he went to bed to pick up bowls and forks. That was also the first time he met Ethan. While I was getting stuff, Ethan came in and shook his hand. Kyle got out of bed in his boxers and a t-shirt, and in retrospect I find the whole thing pretty funny.
It's 2 now, and I am getting up at 7:45 to have breakfast before I meet my adviser, a Prof. Ding (what a great name!).
I am a bundle of thoughts and feelings, and I don't know exactly how to untangle myself. In fact, I haven't the foggiest idea. I'll start with a cigarette and a shower.