Poo-poo...

Well here's a really poo-poo from Princeton right here. Guess who locked themself out of their single room. Oh yeah. Except Princeton has a lovely lockout policy to make it all better. During business hours (8:45-5), if you lock yourself out, you have to walk to a building across campus to borrow a temporary replacement key that you have to return within twenty-four hours. Here's the catch: the third time you have to do this, and any subsequent times, you have to pay $30 for borrowing the key. It gets better. If you lock yourself out after business hours or on the weekend, you have to call Public Safety, which is an automatic $30 each time. At 6:30, I realized that I locked myself out... yet again. Last week I locked myself out on Tuesday, too, but it was only my first time, so I just walked over to New South (the building for the Housing Department), got back in my room, and everything was just fine and dandy. But today, since it was after hours, I couldn't really do this. Sadly, I also inherited this problem with spending money from father dearest, so naturally, I don't want to pay the $30 for P-Safe to come let me in my room. Luckily I have some friends that live in an 8 person suite and have a couch in their common room, so I'm camping out there for the night, but it's still very annoying not having my glasses or pajamas to change into. So now I have to wake up in the morning to go get a key, get into my room, and then get ready to go to class. Joy. Plus I have the added stress of knowing that I can't lock myself out. For the rest of the year. Even better. My goal is to tie my lanyard to my backpack. Hopefully that works. But that's the news from Princeton. 'Ofa atu!

Why Rachel is Getting My Camera After Fall Break

This would be my one and only picture that I've taken with my camera since being on campus. Believe it or not, that's been for over a month now. Oops. What can I say? I missed some kind of picture taking gene that both of my older sisters seem to have received. It's a good think they like taking pictures so I can keep up with their lives, but no wonder Mom gets frustrated with me. The only reason I took this one was because I got a lovely package with my glasses and other assorted things and I was instructed to take a picture so Wesley didn't forget what I looked like and so the family could see my new glasses.  Apparently I did very well with that idea... over two weeks later. Moral of the story: In less than two weeks, when I see most of the family over fall break, Rachel will get my camera in the hopes that somebody can post pictures.
Apart from all of this, I'm starting to feel like I've been here for a very long time, while also like I've only been here for two days. It's a rather strange feeling. I have routines for things like my laundry (every week I alternate between washing my towel and my sheets with the rest of my clothes) and when I buy milk, but on the other hand, I still don't know what to expect from midterms next week. Also, despite having been on two band trips now, I still don't know what to expect when going to Harvard this weekend. The band never ceases to surprise me.  I discovered last post that I enjoy lists, so I'm going to go to sleep after a fun list of other things that have surprised me about college:
1. I still manage to get 7-ish hours of sleep on a typical night, which doesn't include Thursday nights when I sleep as long as I want. It's incredible.
2. I stay on my computer at what I used to think were obscene hours of the night to see if a certain sister might appear on Skype, but it doesn't bother me because I'd be up anyways.
3. I haven't gotten really fat yet, although I have gained a couple pounds, or at least I think I have. Oh well though, because the food is good.
4. I get to watch Jeopardy! almost every night with a group of my closest friends.
5. I might not fail out of Princeton. Heck, I might even be able to pull of decent grades.
6. I actually miss playing high school sports. And by that, I mean sports, because intramurals once a week just don't cut it.
7. It's much easier to tell when I haven't swept my floor than at home. Stupid hardwood instead of carpet.
8. I e-mail Miss Varley. Bahaha.
9. I don't have to fight for a shower in the mornings.
10. I haven't found the time to read a trashy romance novel yet.
But now I'm going to go to bed so I can get up, go to class, and then do lots of homework! Yay for college! 'Ofa atu! : )