call me an expert after three days

well, a lot has happened since the last post. for one thing, i managed to move in...surprisingly successfully, actually. like, don't get me wrong, there's still a whole army issue duffel bag full of clothes that hasn't even been opened yet, but some things are unpacked. that's way more than i thought would happen.

so, here at training wheels college, i have already been semi-rescued by the momster. she was here having dinner with the future-stepdad's boss (who lives like a minute away from campus - so guess who's been loaded down with emergency contact numbers) and i come back to the dorm like five hours after move-in and find six bags full of food from target waiting for me. well, at least i won't starve.

despite my worries (see the last emo post), college is fun. we're in the middle of a whole week of orientation, so maybe it's been a little too fun, but don't worry - once classes start and i need sleep (9 a.m. labs...blegh), i'm probably going to morph into the world's most boring college student.

...actually, i might already be the world's most boring college student. activities include: seeing the magic show (surprisingly good), going to the free fair (where - surprise surprise - you get free stuff), a couple of parties (including a jersey shore viewing party...why do those exist?), and wandering around with people trying to find things.

homesickness hasn't really kicked in yet, but ever since ginger reintroduced this song to me, i've had it stuck in my head. it was playing on loop the entire drive down here, so now i'm probably always going to associate it with depressing leaving-home things. thanks a lot, ginger.

my roommates are nice. one of them has horrible, horrible taste in music and is a bit of a partier, but she's being considerate and not an alchy, so we'll see how it goes. oh, and i have access to a car! don't worry, i won't be driving it. i met a girl who lives in fredericksburg but didn't want to commute, so she lives on campus, but she introduced me to all her friends who do commute (and therefore can drive us places) so now i'm excited.

other exciting things include:

the treehouses. they're these elevated study pods in the library where you can just look down and feel taller than everyone. why, yes, i am a nerd.

this is russell the cat. he isn't to be confused with russell the dorm or russell the person who lives in my dorm. nope, he's a kitty. a stray kitty, to be precise. we first saw him after being (badly) serenaded by a band of drunks who were standing on the hill outside my friends' room and trying to creep on us/get us to come outside. once one of the (few) sober ones figured out what room we were in, came up to say hi, and turned out to be nice, we headed downstairs and said hi/laughed at his drunk friends. my favorite was mah-mood. i'm probably spelling that wrong, but whatever. that's how he introduced himself to us. all "HI, MY NAME IS mah-MOOOOD." and then he started ranting about basically everything under the sun. i love drunk people. but, to get on with this story, we were all sitting outside our dorm and two guys walked past us and basically threw the cat over to us. we figure they must have picked it up from the ground since it seems to live around our dorm, but at the the time we were all kind of freaked out/going "wtf, there's flying cats here?". and that's how i met russell the cat. i kind of wish i could take him home with me, or at least let him into the dorm. meg the crazy head resident (and she really is crazy - all the RAs are really nice and friendly and soft spoken, and then meg calls us down for a meeting, cusses for every other word, and threatens our souls if we do any little thing wrong) would probably stop me, though. i'm sure there's a "no stray cats in the dorm" rule somewhere.

as for taking the cat home...well, sometimes i kind of want to take me home, too. it's so strange. i'm having tons of fun (except for right now - i'm waiting to go to my advisor meeting, which promises to be very, very boring) and people are nice and it actually isn't too hard to make friends but...it's like if i stand still and think about it, i actually miss home. like, fun as this is, i still expect it to be like going to camp or something, and being able to go home after a week or two and just pick my schedule back up. i still don't think i've wrapped my mind around the fact that we're all in or going to completely different places. hell, i even miss the momster/having her crazy around to make me feel normal. i guess it's time to see how well the oovoo/skype works.