it's 1130pm at night right now and i have tons of work but i feel like i should clear up some misconceptions
well basically i didn't know that my parents were having a bit of a major heart attack till daniel told me they read mil's blog (yes actually maybe i shouldn't link it but i can't post pictures and mil and norman's blogs are the places to go if you wanna see pictures so....) and then i went to check her blog out and oh yeah. i would be scared if i were my parents. well, firstly i'd say that it's all part of being in a new environment and partaking in a whole new culture. whatever you've read about and seen in the movies HAS to be true somewhere. now. for the comforting part, it DOESN'T take place in my dorm... all that excitement anyways. mil and sharon stay in mcelwain which is part of south halls which is about 3 minutes walk from my hall, beaver, which belongs to the pollock tribe. SO. completely different, and i have been having perfectly wonderful nights where i sleep straight through (and very nearly miss my alarms, so much like home, i've really settled down!). yes. every hall here is co-ed and sometimes even on the same floor, but BUT
BUT there has been no instance of whatever mmhmmms going on my floor. okay? capisce? breathe easy now?
one more thing mom and dad, i don't need any more stuff, i am completely comfortable with whatever i have right now (though i keep wishing i had those waterproof downfilled coats with the big hoods but i will survive) and if i got anything else from overseas i would literally have to pay hundreds more to ship them back. i am doing my laundry on a regular basis, did my bedspread washing today and even gave the room a quick vacuum so yes, i'm ALSO doing my housework like a good girl should.
homework is piling up fast and examinations are on a weekly basis (well, almost. fortnightly?) and i went to the school library to study awhile yesterday (yeah on a SUNDAY) and i sat in a comfortable armchair facing floor-to-ceiling windows which overlooked the snow-strewn courtyard, a lone airplane streaking its way through the clear skies and the trees barebranched looking rust-red in the sunlight, as if the snow melted on metal. i went to the creamery today in school for the first time as well (yes the university has their own creamery) with my spanish classmate and tried this peanut butter swirl flavour... the people here are totally generous with their helpings of virtually everything. i see why the freshman-15 rule would come into effect although technically i'm a sophomore...
weekends are my only oasis in the onslaught of continuously waking up early so forgive me if i'm been lazy in trying to get up on time for church... i've been TRYING... okay this time i'll set 4 alarms, howzat. it's so much more difficult without parents hollering down my back to wake me for church and such, on weekends i wake at 1pm or later while on weekdays i always have to drag myself out of bed at 8-9am ish. sigh yes i know bad girl. enough, i berate myself adequately without others doing it for me.
lastly, i honestly don't know how to operate the online posting of photographs thingy (i HATE picasa i don't know WHY it doesn't work for me) and so everyone who knows me please email me for the password to
www.ofoto.com and type in
juice.susceptible@gmail.com for the email address. i have uploaded photographs to the first month in the states so far, yup it's been exactly a month and it doesn't feel that way, it's longer in certain aspects (like experience-wise because intense experiences make time more worthwhile) and shorter in some (like when i have 2 essays due at the end of the week and haven't started yet). i haven't really been missing people (this may make me sound coldhearted in contrast to mil's sentimentality) but i HAVE been surrounded by others, as apparent from photographs which you will see if you visit the site as instructed. it's not like i don't have a roommate that's never around or classmates that don't befriend me... in fact people from back home who're here with me are making me miss local food more than anything. ah well. that's it from me for now, straight up and honest.
takecaregottagobyes.