I'm so sorry to everyone for seeming to abandon you. I swear I'm still alive, I've just been really busy now that I have a job, and I'm in like 5 organizations, and I'm always gone on weekends. But enough excuses-I promise I'm going to make time to read all my messages and look at all the stuff I've yet to view(which is a lot). It will have to be a little at a time, but they say that slow and steady wins the race, right? Thanks for putting up with me guys.

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.

To everyone that I said I was coming home on Sept. 27th...I lied. I'm actually coming home on Sept. 5th or 6th. So if you happen to be home then, call me and we'll hook up!

I moved into my dorm on Friday. I live in Nair Hall. Every time I think of it I think of hair removal cream, but anyway...As my dad and I were carting my stuff into the building we passed a woman standing by a huge pile of stuff just dumped on the ground. There were shampoo bottles and purses and shoes and stuff everywhere. I muttered "that's one way of doing things" under my breath then my dad and I smiled and waved hello to the woman, who smilled and greeted us in return. After waiting in line for thirty minutes with a box in hand for the key to my room, I finally entered it only to find that the pile of stuff from the street had found its way to my room. The woman was my roommates mother, and she thinks I am wonderful simply because I said hello to her in the parking lot. Praise God I didn't just avert my eyes and walk by-she'd probably hate me then.
My roomie's name is Ashley and she's very nice. We get along(so far) and she reminds me of Raven Baxter. Our room looks like cotton candy because her stuff is all pink and mine is, of course, all blue. We are both religious-raised Catholic. We've decided to alternate churches-Catholic mass one week and Baptist service with our friend Christina the next-which makes me happy because I have pretty much left the Catholic church.
I feel outnumbered because all of the people I've met so far are from Philly and I'm the only white girl of all of my new friends. I don't have a problem with it, but they all talk about Philly all the time and they definately have a different dialect. I've had to ask Ashley several times what certain words mean lol.
Yesterday we all had to go to a sexual harrassment seminar-they gave us all popcicles on the way in. Does anyone else see the irony here? Oh, and Bethanne, they talked about the vagina monologues which reminded me of you
After the seminar, the Golden Eagles Marching Band, Dance Team, and Cheerleaders came in and started playing as a sort of pep rally. This is going to sound(look) stupid, but it was when the band started playing that I had to fight back the tears. I hadn't cried at all yet-not even when I said goodbye to my mom. I think it finally hit me because the auditorium had been dark and when the band started playing the lights came up and the walls and chairs and banners and uniforms were all blue and gold instead of red and black and I didn't know anyone around me. It hit me that I won't be seeing my friends everyday anymore and that I will probably loose touch with some of them. I know I'll make new ones, but how many 4 year friends will be as good as my 12 year friends? My friends from home are pretty great, so these new ones have a lot to live up to.
Well I have to start getting ready for Convocation. Shit, classes start TOMORROW! I'm terrified.

Oh, and Wanda, my mood thingy isn't working.

I know I told some of you to look on here for a giant journal about my new life as a college student...that was before I knew about the dance tonight. I have spent the last few hours eating dinner, straightening my hair, picking out the perfect outfit, changing my makeup like twenty times, and waiting for my roommate to finish doing our friend's makeup(what I'm doing now). Therefore, if I post it tonight it will be very very late. More likely is that I will post it tomorrow between church and Convocation. Oooo-got to go...