Today I feel much more bright and cheerful.
For starters though, it would help to describe my living conditions. Because I am a Freshmen at UAB (University of Alabama, Birmingham), I had two choices of where to live. Home, an hour and a half away; or their Freshmen dorm room. Soo, I am living in the Freshmen dorm rooms, aka Blazer Hall.
The dorm room has 8 floors, and I'm living half way up. There are no real trees in this area, as we are in a city. There are a few little plants, tree-wanna-bes, and lots of concrete. I'm not saying there aren't trees period, just not close to the dorm room. And I know they are tree-wanna-bes because I worked for my dad for a few years who is a landscaper.
My dorm room is referred to as a suite, though it is nothing like a suite...they use the word to trick you before you move in. It has a kitchenette, which basically means two inches of cabinet space for the four girls sharing it, and a "full sized" fridge. Though it is technically "full sized", its not something you would imagine as "full sized". There is a sink, and then the microwave I brought from home. They don't allow skillets, fry daddies, toasters, toaster ovens, etc. Even if they did they wouldn't be able to fit on the counter.
So other than a kitchenette, it has two rooms and two bathrooms. But if you caught what I said earlier, there are four girls sharing all of this. Yes, meaning each room accomodates two girls. Other than this is the same sized room (if not smaller) than the one I had by myself living in my parents home, what other problems could there be?
I am actually already on my second roommate. The first one dropped out of school to go live with her boyfriend. To each her own opinion. My new roommate, I won't say names since she isn't writing this and I don't feel like exposing her, is awesome. The only problem now is that since I got a new roommate, the two girls in the other room of the suite, seem to act strangely. Rude to a point. I'm sure something has set them off, but I don't know what. And it has been a non-stop bickering here and there, at one point coming down to us having to go sit in the RA's room and talk it out. There was not much talking. Or much of anything. Its still all bottled it. This was after one of the girls in the other room got pissed about some new microwave rules and threw some of my and my roommates stuff on the floor. Yes, we still have people displaying those emotions in those ways.
My first semester here I thought I could be laid back, go to class, and just have a good time. I was wrong. I quickly realized after a month that everything was harder than I had thought. Not good. Sooo....my GPA, for many different reasons, is a 2.4. Yeah, that's low. I was a 3.98 graduate from High School with an ACT of 29 (out of 36). 29 is pretty good from where I come from. And somehow in my first semester of college I managed to FAIL a class and pull a D out in the other. Wow... So, now I have to have ALL A's this semester to pull up my GPA to a 3.0. If I don't have a 3.0, I lose my scholarship, pack my bags, and go on home. There I will go to a year of community college and then take student loans to transfer to a local 4 year college to finish off a degree. We don't want the second choice, at ALL.
I have an A in every class other than Math right now... If I have to I will drop the class!
Sooo, normally I go home every other weekend when I don't have work. On the weekends I do have work I normally stay at my boyfriends house. And by the way, if one of my family members was to read this, any family member, I just dug my grave and entered a shovel full of dirt. I'm too young in their opinion to stay with my boyfriend. I agree to an extent, but I still do it. I didn't this weekend though. I have a paper to write and a class to study for. So its unusual waking up in my dorm room with no where to go until 3pm (work). And this is the part that made me feel bright,
The amount of sunlight that enters my room at 10am
And this is what made me feel cheerful,
A bird chirping outside my window. Unusual, becuase I've never heard one from my dorm room before. I usually wake up to sirens of some sort; since we sit on the South Eastern's largest hospital. No, it was silent other than the birds this morning. They must have been on a window ledge, since you know now that there are no trees.
What a nice morning.
