week 2= feels like week 9

So the semester has got off to a bit of a crazy start. My classes are finally settling into a pattern along with my work study, and they leave me a bit rushed at times (especially Wednesday) but all-in-all they're not too bad.

I left my cellphone at home, but luckily my mom sent it up (via first class mail) and it got here the very next day. Yay for the P.O. and my mom. It's amazing how lost you can feel once you get used to having something and then you all of a sudden don't have it anymore. It's like always wearing a watch, and forgetting it at home. You just feel incomplete without it.

Speaking of incomplete, I feel unclothed if I go outside wearing anything less than my heavy winter jacket, scarf, and mittens. It's absolutely cold outside! It was -14F with the windchill today. My oh my, winter has roared in with a vengeance and I am not liking it one iota.
My roommates and I have been... well, let's just say 'adjusting' is probably the proper word to use. One roommate in particular is driving the other two crazy, and no matter what there's always an excuse for the behavior from roommate A. It's just a bit annoying, but there's good times too so we'll manage.

And I finally, finally, finally got to hang out for a bit with my freshman year roommate and her best friend. I missed those two so much, and I hadn't realized how much until I got to hang out with them for a bit again. It was just like old times, we all watched TV together-- the tryouts part of American Idol season 8billion, and I made my little comments that just pop into my head and they laugh and tell me how much they love me. No wonder I missed hanging out with those girls, they're so incredibly sweet/nice/funny and we always have a great time. I must say, as much as I love my roommate now, my freshman year roommate was probably the perfect roommate to have for my freshman year. We had separate friends so we weren't in each other's face all the time, but yet we still got along well together. The good ol' days, I miss them sometimes.

But I still have a year and a half of college left, so who knows what kind of good will still happen, right?