I moved into college a few days ago.  It still feels weird. I keep thinking, I'm going to be going home, but I know I won't for a while. My room's kinda small, but my room at home wasn't very big either, so that's alright.

My roommate is nice and agreeable.  We get along fine, but we don't really have any similar interests besides nail polish.  She hasn't teased me about my action figures or Inuyasha calender, so I'm alright with that.  

My job on campus(for those of you who don't know, I go to a work college, where everyone who lives on campus has a job at the school) is a library desk worker.  I had job training today, and the Dewey Decimal system made me feel like a retard.  I feel like I'm going to end up fucking up the entire library.

I'M NERVOUS PEOPLE, I'VE NEVER HAD A JOB.

I'm glad I got to work in the library though, I could have gotten stuck cleaning toilets.

Classes start tomorrow, hope that goes well.

WE'LL SEE.