So now I can start blogging again, what with the school year getting revved up again. Will I ever, I wonder, get on board with a standard year, one that starts in January? I'm making plans to go to grad school so probably not.
Anyway, I'm moving into a house next year. I can't advise for or against it because a) I haven't done it yet--I haven't even seen the inside and b) it's not really a real house with a rent and a key and all that. It's technically a house but it's owned by the University so to live in it, I just pay the housing cost I would have paid to live on campus. So I can't be like OH YEAH GO GET A HOUSE GUYS only to have someone email me and say they tried to get a house but due to some sort of real-world issue (student loans don't go towards rent) were unable to.
It turns out there is a whole lot of crap you need for houses--things like dishes (I have dishes!) and cleaning supplies, obviously, but also things like a bike so you don't look like you're doing a Walk of Shame (we are right behind the frat houses so the misconception is easy to come by), and possibly a toilet brush. You may say, "But Emily, the toilet brush counts as cleaning supplies." Not when you and your roommate are using two of them as lightsabers, it doesn't. So anyway, this summer has been spent cruising garage sales for cookware and getting house things for my birthday.
To be honest though, and I think pretty much everyone will agree with me, I'm ready to be back at college. Seriously. I love my family and all that but I have nothing to do here (see previous blog post for what I could have been doing--sweet yacht party...sigh). Not to mention my brain is dying from lack of use. I talked on the phone with someone the other day and he said after reading a book he felt like he had gone jogging for the first time in months. No kidding, I said. Aside from the lack of intellectual simulation, I also bought a planner, which I should have left off doing until the last minute--because it's now filled out for the entire fall semester. I can't leave a planner un-filled out. It's a sick compulsion to schedule things. As a consequence I am anxious to start school and get back on a schedule so I don't have too many blank spaces in my calendar.
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