This Semester

The semester starts tomorrow. I got here Wednesday to check-in and found that they hadn't received my check. So, although I was unable to get my keys, I was able to take my stuff to my room and drop it off. After that, Ryan had to get the stuff that he had left in his room and we headed to his sister's. He is living with her this semester, an hour away on BART plus a 20 minute drive. I know he's not going to miss me, he's a guy, but I am going to miss him. I already miss him... I have, and will, check my e-mail and instant messenger multiple times a day to see if he has sent me anything. I have and will hold onto my phone dearly if he ever calls. Unfortunately, he does not like talking on the phone... not even to me, and he doesn't always have the time to call or doesn't always feel like calling. TV is more important to him during his breaks from working. Guys use the excuse of being a guy for many things, but I think that also takes away from a guy being a gentleman. There is no good excuse for anything. I was going to leave Friday, but left Saturday because we were invited to a birthday party of some of Rebekah's (Ryan's sister) friends. The BART was an hour trip, then I walked to check-in. I got there before it was open, but only waited about 5 minutes and then 10 inside. I took a shuttle back to my dorm and got organized. Today I did more organizing and some grocery shopping. I also went out to dinner with my cousin Michel and her friend. It was nice hanging out with her. I have also decided that I am not going to complain this semester. Of course, I think I will allow loopholes to the point of bringing up last semester (a.k.a. comparing things to last semster). For example, the roommate that I bunk with still talks on the phone just as much and is just as annoying... and maybe worse. Okay, that's more complaining than comparing, but I had to say it. Now that it's out I can stick to not complaining... Anyway, something clicked in my brain tonight and I finally understand what some of my transfer credits meant. Thus, instead of having 90 units left at this school, I only have 81 more units to take. I'll figure it out sometime. I just want to be done with school, really. And I think that the sooner I am done, the better. Prices keep on going up and I already can't afford it.