First "Week" Finished

I believe I'm starting off this year pretty well. I'm taking Psych 101, Macroeconomics 101, The American Short Story, and Bio 160 (again). Psych seems fun. The professor is really nice and laid back. Bio, though it seems pretty straightforward (all you really have to do is memorize everything you read and be able to translate what you professors had taught onto tests), I have a hard time studying. All throughout high school I never actually sat down and forced myself to study and memorize something (other than the suffixes for Latin, which I forgot a few minutes after taking the test for it) so I never improved my habits for stuff like this. This year I've gotten a head start on things though. After the first class where I ended up scribbling down half a page of notes margined by a doodle of a monkey, I went over to the Academic Center on campus and asked for some help. I got a tutor, who hopefully can help me with my note taking and studying skills. And if that doesn't do the job, I can always meet with an actual Biology tutor too. I started this week on the ball. By Friday I had gotten an extra 2 hours to kill in the morning due to an absent professor, been dismissed from another class early due to the heat, accomplished taking good notes for Bio, and been dismissed from that English class early. I had made an appointment to meet up and make a schedule for my new job at the Staples here and had also gotten a fat paycheck from the Staples in Boston so I was feeling amazing. I went to the mall with my friends. I treated myself :) It was fun. I got that poster I wanted and a few other treats. Oh, and I saw this at Newbury Comics.

I shall call it Domo Bee.

I came back and finished making that collage poster of Attractive Men - it looks soooooo good on my wall *droollll* ANd now my room feels really homey. It's nice (I'll post up pics later). Now I just have to keep reading and stay on top of my homework to keep this ball rolling. There's so much to read and I've spent the past hour or so cleaning my room and organizing my stuff. I swear, that should be my profession. Cleaning, organizing, and decorating are my specialties. I need a job where I can just do that. It would make my life so much more simple, sigh. Instead I have to read a brick-book about Biology and shove all the print in my brain. Wish me luck. (I'm thinking about switching my major.... and schools.)

On the bright side, I've make quite a few new friends. For some reason this year I've been a lot more sociable. In fact, I'm better friends with my hallmates across the hall than I am my roommate. That's sad. Going to the mall was supposed to be a bonding thing for us but she went off with her best friend from high school instead. She really needs to branch out and make new friends because if she doesn't now, as my new friend said, it'll be a lot harder later. I wonder if that's how I was when I first came here. Was I as quiet? I know I stayed in my room a lot. My roommate is almost never in the room. And when I do come in and find her here, she's sleeping. It's bad. I need to have a talk with her about the TV too. She leaves it on and falls asleep to it. At first I didn't mind, but now I find myself waking up in the middle of the night to turn it off. It's sorta getting on my nerves. It's like always on. She could at least use the remote to turn it off when she's about to fall asleep, right? But no, she leaves it on -_-
I'm trying to make the best of this situation because compared to other people, she's really nice and isn't dirty or anything. It's just the little things that are getting to me, smh.

Hopefully it gets better and I don't fall behind in my work.. I hope everyone else out there is doing well too! :)