Day 31

OH YEAH. I pulled my latest study night ever last night, finally making it back to the dorm room at 2:30 AM. My mind was so actively engaged in my studies that it took me awhile to wind down.

So I had a pretty good day. I woke up this morning, went to a meeting with the Resident Director to make my final move-out arrangements. Since that took all of six minutes, I then went to breakfast for the first time on a weekday and ate an omelete, sausage biscuit and something else. And I burnt my tongue when I took a sip of coffee. That was pretty much the worst thing that happened all day. The burning of the tongue, that is.

From there, I went to pretty much the least interesting class ever, but I managed to retain that I have a test next Friday, which will be fun considering I haven't read anything about the history of southern Africa since the start of the class. When you have another class that requires a five page paper every Friday, that tends to take priority over the reading about Shaka and the Zulu kingdom.

As requested by the resident director, I spent my afternoon trying to get as many roommate agreements done as I could. It took an approach that I normally would not take in order to get them done: ambush. Knock on the door, and if they were both there, do the agreement. Or find one of them coming up the stairs and ask if their roommate was there. I hated doing this, but it was all I really could do: people have gotten pretty good at avoiding me if they know I need something from them. I was able to get several done before half of my stack skipped town to go to Seattle for the weekend.

Around 5:00, I decided that I needed to slack line. So, slack line I did. And ran into a few friends, as I tend to do. It was great to get out and be outside after a week of doing nothing but being busy. I had a good laughing fit, and only got happier as I got a call from my new roommate: Yes. I have a place to live! I'll be moving into a house/apartment thing off campus on Sunday or Monday, which will be exciting. I will have a roommate, but will also be living with 13 other guys, so it'll be nuts, but a ton of fun.

My night only got better when I conquered a route on the rock wall that I had been working since spring of last school year, and got to climb some serious top-rope with a newly belay certified climbing buddy. It took me about 15 minutes to untangle my harness and make it symmetrical. And I met someone working at the rock wall that went to Clark College, so that's always fun. My hands are shredded to little bits and pieces and have the "glisten" on the fingertips that I think comes with the shedding of a layer of skin, but hopefully they'll be somewhat healed by tomorrow night in time to bass it up for what will seem like a long time.

My weekend will be nuts. I've just accepted it as fact.