Move-In

So being here is officially strange. I think Luke put it best when he said it's like being at camp, waiting for your parents to come pick you up and then realizing they're not going to. Maybe this is only magnified because it's Sunday and usually I've been at church for at least two hours practicing with Thomas or Pastor on the songs we're going to play.

Moving in was definitely not as crazy as I thought it was going to be. We got here around nine, because that was the "appointed time" for me, and there was hardly anyone else unloading. Some girls from a fraternity helped get all of my stuff up to my dorm (which is on the seventh floor) and I went with mom to check in and get my keys. Then we went up stairs and found my room, and I think I just about cried when I opened the door because, no joke, it looks exactly like a prison cell. I think my favorite part was the window with it's beautiful view— it overlooks the staircase. No light comes in at all, so Danielle (my roommate) and I have discovered that it's completely too easy to loose track of time, considering you have no sunlight by which to measure how much actual time has passed at all. I do like my desk— I chose the one built into the wall. It's wood, and with all of my stuff put it in, it reminds me a little bit of home, just because it's the coziest thing to look at. We decided to bunk out beds to give us more room, and the carpet is lain out next to it. Then we have the fridge and microwave in the corner, and Danielle's desk is opposite the beds. Then there's the door, and on the entire left wall is the built in closets, the vanity, and at the end, my desk. The corner next to the fridge is pretty bare, so we're thinking of eventually getting a futon and some miscellaneous things to spruce it up, and it would let people come and spend the night if they wanted.

After Danielle came, my parents left and her parents left, and I helped her unpack the rest of her things. Then a couple people we knew from school showed up, and it was nice to be with them because they're familiar. We socialized for a little while, then they left and we went downstairs to the tech team to get our computers registered so that we could use the internet. When we came back up, our suite mates were knocking on our door to introduce themselves. The way our dorms are set up, we're in a "suite" with three other room and a single bathroom for all eight of us to share. Meeting them was... interesting. They all seem friendly enough, but definitely aren't the sort of people I'd hang out with on a regular basis; this is probably God telling me to either a) get off my high horse, b) find a witnessing opportunity (no Christians, I found out, only a Hindu...), or c) run for the hills.

Danielle had to get her books from the store, so we decided to walk over to the Student Store and get them. We had no idea how to get there from our dorm since we're so far away from everything! As we were leaving our lobby, I saw Jon, who we'd gone on the cruise with. He was with a friend I didn't know. His friend, who goes to Wake Tech, had a car, and Jon offered us a ride over to the store. He was completely lost but trying to play it off. Once we finally got there, he told me to text him if we wanted to meet up with him for a frat party. Frat party? Ha, ha. Me? Mhmm... After we got Danielle's book, we walked back to the dorm and took the long way around campus since we had no idea where to go; we probably walked for a half-hour.

Anyways, after that, we came back to our own room and chilled for a bit, then Nick and Elliot came over and we talked. We went back to their dorm and met up with some of the others, and then decided to try and take the bus to Target, because they had a shuttle running from 10:00-12:30. By the time we got to the stop, the line was backed up almost across the street, and it really wasn't worth the wait. Danielle and I really wanted to find a store, though, because we wanted milk and ice cream and I had forgotten my face-wash at home, so I wasn't in the best of moods. So we though there might be something open on Franklin Street. It was about 11:00 and we walked down there (it is MILES away from where our dorms are) and didn't get back until 12:30-ish. There was no store open, only a couple restaurants and bars, as well as a Ben & Jerry's. I also caught my first glimpse of a hookah bar! Woo! ... Just kidding. There was a random group of musicians on the corner and a girl tapping a tambourine, and it sounded good only the tambourine girl was pretty off beat. I really felt like I was in college at this point.

Finally, we were back to the dorm, I took a shower, and got into bed. I talked to Luke a little, which was wonderful, and then fell asleep, only to wake up in the pitch-black every so often, disoriented.

Oh college life.