Yeah, that's my whole humble domicile this year, totally rooming with awesome people and completely excited on how this year will (rather, should) turn out. I moved in around 12ish this afternoon, seeing friends randomly and finding my way around the labyrinth that is Grad Center. It was fun, and I like my room, which I have come to believe is one of the bigger ones in our suite. The hallway is an interesting mint green hue, and our bathroom is "nice", in the bleakest way possible, but all in all, I like where I'll live for this whole year.

How odd that it feels, moving out a building and living in another one. It's not that I didn't live with some of these people, because other than Peter, I pretty much encountered them on a daily-ish basis.  And it's not even that I'm living with them after "living with them"; I feel like it's just a different atmosphere here in Grad Center, and I don't know exactly how I feel about it. Being a social "ewing", I like to walk around and engage myself in conversations with people that I enjoy spending time with, which is why Keeney was so precious and dear to my heart, allowing me to squander my time by stopping by and making friendships grow. However, here in Grad Center, I feel like that gift bestowed upon me by the randomness of Reslife has been taken away, leaving me with cement walls and a lockable suite. No, I'm writing this not as a bitch, but more as a saddening requiem for what Keeney stood for in my heart. I no longer have the ability to visit my friends as often as I could, but I guess that'll help me disconnect form many of them in the way that I won't have to depend on them for emotional and entertainment value. And that, my friends, may be the start of a new leaf, one that can finally earn all A's as part of his third semester.

On a final note, since I am trés fatigué, et je ne sais pas si je peux continuer à écrire ici, il faut dire que j'aime comme ma chambre est devenu. Elle est grande pour une personne, je crois, mais pas trop grande comme la chambre de l'année derniére. Dans elle, j'ai reussi a placer une siége grand (la noire dans la chambre å coucher de mes parents), le lit, un bureau, un peu de tiroirs å mettre des vêtements, ma frigo, et un petit walk-in closet, and by that, I totally mean it's incorporated in the entrance of my room.

My legs/feet are hurting, but...but...at least I had a lot of fun seeing many of my friends in Barbour, New Dorm, and even Wudan in Harkness. Hah. Here's for tomorrow's adventures.