Ahh! I'm finally moved into my room at school. I arrived two days ago but everything was such a mess, “I couldn't really call it “moved in” until this morning when I woke up and realized that a) I knew where everything was and b) the walls were put up.
I must say, even though this room was my last choice, it really is quite lovely. With the exception of the massive globular stain on the floor (the story behind which I learned yesterday), I love everything about it. It's bigger than I thought it would be and the view rivals one of Eden. The first night I was here a hawk perched about seven feet from my window! I was staring at it for about fifteen minutes before it flew away, majestically.
There are a couple things I've realized in the past two days. 1) Putting up posters and things on your walls actually takes a lot out of you. It involves more climbing and reaching than I remember. 2) I remembered my love for duck tape. I think it and I are about to re-enter a committed relationship.
All my junk isn't here yet. Ma' n' Pa' are being kind enough to make a second trip down here next weekend with the rest of my crap. Perhaps then I'll be fully move in. Until then, this suits me just fine.
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