I don't like it when I am in the library, on the quiet floor, and people insist on using their outside voices.
...In French
Just wrote paper #1, and about to start paper #2.
But first, pictures.
We were told we had an hour to leave the dorm...
And we went down to dinner, and they told us we had to get out in five minutes.
Lovely.
[That is Erin, my roommate.]
Between our building and Magunsom.
Ditto.
Not normal.
I give them the excuse of "he is from Alaska".
Day two of pouring rain.
That is my dorm.
FYI: Chicago River has raw sewage.
There was a deer carcass in it... and a shopping cart..
And a lot of things you cannot see with the naked eye.
Yeck.
And that building had sixteen feet of water in it.
Hence why it is not open and there are construction workers on campus around the clock.
Our basement, this is not good.
Refugee night numero uno.
Night as a refugee numero dos.
My sleeping arrangements for night numero dos.
On Erin and I's reunion night, we kicked it off with fruit by the foot tattoos on tongues.
Haha.
I think they have "White Noise" playing in the library.
Because it sounds like coffee is brewing all the time in here.
And there is NO coffee...
The weekend is almost here, and tomorrow is a breeze now that I have finished my paper.
The plan is to go to grandparents this weekend. :)
I got to talk to RJ and Derek yesterday!
Oh it was wonderful!
I miss Topeka just for that reason.
[Also for Darby... and mom and dad.. And Jonathan..]
There is a sense of relief when you can finally wake up at 4:50 with confidence.
We decorated our lounge on our floor last night.
It was all plain white walls with just a couch.
But now the walls have quotes, pictures, lights, etc etc etc all over them.
It is like walking into a dorm room now. More comfy.
I should go.
Gute nact.
Hannah Joy.
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