One day of school, half the power on campus, and maybe a quarter of me cares

Yep, it's the last first day of the semester of my undergraduate career! Are you tired yet by my continual references to "the last" of everything at Hiram? In some ways, my brain is. Like today, I was walking around to my first classes, no books, no notebooks, and hardly any office supplies, and I heard my brain go "Yeah, you're a pro at first days of class by now--it's no big deal." And I thought, you silly brain. It hasn't been a big deal for some time now. Stop being so obsessive about being a senior!

But really, there's not much getting around the fact that this is the last spring semester I'll ever see at Hiram. Fact is, I'm really getting tired of HIram, and it's comforting to know I wont' have to deal with it much longer. It's so cold, and snowy, and absolutely deserted in the middle of the day . . . YYYYUUUUCK. And I'll mutter for a moment that almost all my friends are gone. Honestly, the lounge sucks these days. I know now how folks that never hung out in the lounge feel. You really want to hang out in the lounge, but you don't want to put up with some people. What's worse is that it's really just, like, two people--if they were gone I'd find it tolerable. But it's gone, it's lost from me forever because of my own intolerance. I miss having Alice and Nick, and even Sean and Maureen making out on the couch. Baby, it's all gone. Nobody's got no class. *sigh* but what are you gonna do? That's life. . .

The big event a hiram today was the lack of 50% of the power on campus. Every building is missing half its power. Which means the business office cannot transfer money to my book voucher account, which means I cannot get books. I cannot use my computer in my room. People are eating in the dark at Miller and they cut in front of me because apparently they think dark lighting means I won't see them do it. Fuckers. I truly hate when people do that. Nothing is so frustrating as having people ignore your right to food, or think there's is much greater. BAH.

Class is ok, so far. Nothing to get excited about.

Today I broke in my fantabulous pair of velvety red jeans with a blue wash on them. They almost glow red and blue. They make me happy :) As does being able to hang out with el Dave. He fell a bit ill yesterday, and I was quickly reminded how if he's sad it's hard to be happy sometimes! I felt bad for the poor guy. But I think a goodly amount of sleep set him right. I think he wants out of Hiram too . . .