And so it begins..

The long haul is done. Andrea and braved the snow today,
[[ and I mean BRAVED, neither one of us could counter steer to save our lives]] and moved me to Monmouth OR to start my term tomorrow at WOU. It took me absolutely FOREVER to move everything in as consolidating from a house to a dorm is unbelievably hard, but I have eventually found a spot for everything. Thank goodnessfor Jonny coming over to help us move the boxes in the rain or we would have been there all day.

I'm in the dorm entitled "Gentle"; cliche...much? I'm on the waiting list for the Arbor Park Apartments or at the very least the new Arby Hall. This dorm makes me think of a 70's themed bomb shelter, complete with the feeling of it being the last place I ever want to be. It's all cement and the bathroom is SO retro. It feels very cold and lifeless and stinks of Kitty from that 70's show. I'm in desperate need of some sticky tack or something to put some decor up. The only poster I've yet to get up is is my "Porque Luchamos???" (why do we fight?) protest sign from South America. (thanks C.A!)My roomies (that's right, I have two, 3 beds in one room) have been here since fall term and have yet to put up a single decoration. There is some Shakespeare posters and I think a frog calender, but that's about it. I told them I would be doing some massive redecorating or else my mood was going to suck. My home is my castle and my castle needs color and life. Please send me some color.

Speaking of roommates, I'm pretty sure they got my questionnaire mixed up with somebody elses because I am about the FARTHEST possible personality match from them. Allow me to elaborate:

Roomie One: Is slightly, I want to say, neurotic, but I've yet to confirm that. She wears flowy clothing, likes Shakespeare, absolutely does NOT drink, sleeps with earplugs and a healthy does of Trazadone, watches online movies and TV shows all day (loves them sitcoms), and is generally pretty quiet. She educated me on the importance of not burning candles or drinking as it is strictly prohibited :)

Roomie Two: Is TO MUCH. Oh emgee the Lord WILL test my patience with her. To start off, she's much louder then me and obnoxious to boot. I'm not talking the playful prank here & there type of obnoxious like say....me...but more so...childish. She has an obsession with frogs and saying curse words every few seconds with complete attention seeking intent. Sort of screams "I'm trying to be a badass". She "hates" her ex boyfriends and has professed one tried to kill him self over her and quite a few of them are still madly in love with her...but don't worry, she's got a keeper now, and they will be married in 2010. She complains that she never made Varsity Cheer (coach said is was something about her maturity hmm...) and brags that she tried drugs all her senior year. She also cannot pronounce her "R's" but insists it's an authentic Jersey accent but can't figure out why only her and her sister have it...and they've never been to Juuurrrrzzeee.

Oh yeah, she wants to be a teacher. Parents, be weary of who will be teaching YOUR third grader.

Her voice is so loud all the time, it makes my head hurt and I've told her not to interrupt me several times already, as she constantly wants to know things, but never lets me get my point across. Maybe God is giving me a real-life lesson in patience so I can better apply it to my classroom someday.

I will try my best.

Tomorrow is a new day and I will be out and about getting my ID card, books, working on financial aid, doing a bit more organizing, and attending my first class at 4:00. Wish me luck! I'll try to get around to posting some pictures.

Love/Shan

Something I Learned Today: Hard A is prohibited from being sold in Monmouth. It's Dry Captain.