My New Hair
So, I dyed my hair for frosh week. I wanted a really shocking bright pink, but I ended up with maroon. My hair matches my leader shirt now. I have had my new hair colour for only an hour and a half. I still like it, which is good. I kind of like being a leader. I walk around, frosh and their parents approach me with questions, and I get to be really helpful.
I finally got ahold of my landlord today, and got him the rent. He seems really nice and easy going. And I LOVE the house. I am totally in love with my little room. Everything just fits for me with it. My bed comes up just level with the window ledge, my dresser, night table and bed just fit along the wall. My bed is just short enough to let me still open the closet door all the way. I am so taking all of these things as good omens. But I need another awesome roommate...
I am still unpacking, trying to find everything. I found my printer. I found my printer cable. I found the USB cable to connect my printer to my laptop (which I never lost sight of); but I can't find printer paper. I posted info on the room on line at UW housing today. I am going to see if there any of those red tags in the SLC for housing. Then I have to get printer paper and post signs everywhere. There has to be someone good left, there just has to be.
I am posting from the SLC, I still have to get busy and call Bell. Ugh, I am lazy. I meant to do stuff last night; but I ended up crashing with Holden for the third night in a row. It is so good to see him again after four and half months apart.
My aunt and uncle finally left yesterday afternoon. I was starting to really go crazy. They just start doing everything for me, like I am a little kid. Maybe I am just sensitive because of my baby face. Yet, I can't complain because they are very, very generous to the child they think I am. They bought me so much food I don't think I'll need to buy anything for a awhile. It is so weird. They bought all this food they usually feed me when I am visiting them, so it is nothing like what I eat when I am at home with my parents or when I am completely on my own.
I finally got ahold of my landlord today, and got him the rent. He seems really nice and easy going. And I LOVE the house. I am totally in love with my little room. Everything just fits for me with it. My bed comes up just level with the window ledge, my dresser, night table and bed just fit along the wall. My bed is just short enough to let me still open the closet door all the way. I am so taking all of these things as good omens. But I need another awesome roommate...
I am still unpacking, trying to find everything. I found my printer. I found my printer cable. I found the USB cable to connect my printer to my laptop (which I never lost sight of); but I can't find printer paper. I posted info on the room on line at UW housing today. I am going to see if there any of those red tags in the SLC for housing. Then I have to get printer paper and post signs everywhere. There has to be someone good left, there just has to be.
I am posting from the SLC, I still have to get busy and call Bell. Ugh, I am lazy. I meant to do stuff last night; but I ended up crashing with Holden for the third night in a row. It is so good to see him again after four and half months apart.
My aunt and uncle finally left yesterday afternoon. I was starting to really go crazy. They just start doing everything for me, like I am a little kid. Maybe I am just sensitive because of my baby face. Yet, I can't complain because they are very, very generous to the child they think I am. They bought me so much food I don't think I'll need to buy anything for a awhile. It is so weird. They bought all this food they usually feed me when I am visiting them, so it is nothing like what I eat when I am at home with my parents or when I am completely on my own.