Training has been quite exhausting, and waking up at 8am today was a bit hellacious. I've been getting to know a few more underclasswomen through orientation, which as been great. I've also been getting closer to Nick, which is tragic considering he is leaving soon.
I'm so happy about everyone who's coming back. I'm sad about people who aren't. Actually, I'm not happy about everyone who's coming back. Some people should stay away.
My bra just broke. In the middle section.
I'm seriously seriously thinking about getting my tattoo this year. Seriously.
I'm not offish a senior until convocation I guess, but I'm starting to get the senior feeling. Annie and I are almost completely moved in and it feels quite homey. I know a lot of my peers feel weird living here, but I don't really. I feel, not that it's my time, but this is just where I am and where I belong at this place in time.