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03/31/2003 entry: "Quiet dear, I'm blooming within"

I'm hanging out in Carnegie labs. Got most of my shit done. I have to go back to the Business office after work, at around 5pm. I have to sign a check or something. Weird.

My internet should be back up and running tonight, if ITS has any sort of efficiency whatsoever. Since I have no faith in ITS, I say 'should' instead of 'will'.

Feeling a bit nervous about class. I always am the first day. Yeesh. My first class is a History of Ideas course, 19th/20th century thought. Fun fun fun. I'm dreading the syllabus though. It's an honors course, it's probably going to be full of papers and assignments and reading and all that.

Funny thing. I'm sure my suitemates think I'm a busy girl, I've been going in and out of my room since yesterday when I got here. In and out, phones ringing, people coming in, people going out. Hell, I almost believe it myself! I was on the phone a bunch, and first down-the-hall-Sarah came over because her phone kept crapping out on her. Then, other-Sara came over at around 11pm or so. She was supposed to do homework tonight, but opted to instead come visit me :D We went for coffee and soup at Omega. I'm sooo glad that restaurant exists.

I think I'm going to head out soon, I have class in 20 minutes. Yeehaw. Later.