Meltdown!

I am a little emotionally fragile at the moment. -sob-

I just finished moving back in to Duq for the summer, which is not entirely upsetting on its own. In fact, nothing makes me want to move out more than the actual process of moving out. Serious parental frustration there. Despite what she thinks, my mother is not helpful and her suggestions are not productive. But no, no, that is not what I am emotionally fragile, having just had a massive meltdown. Oh no, I am distraught because of my housing dibacle.

Housing for URP (the research program) is free, so staying on campus is a fairly easy decision to make. Well, that was before I knew how completely uninformed I would be and how unorganized the whole summer housing system is. Duane just got to show up and get a room, a single room... lucky Duane. I just got to show up and ask for my key. Do I have a roommate? Nobody knows. What room am I in or at least what floor am I on? Nope, its a secret. So all of that uncertainty had me feeling quite anxious as we rolled the dolly up the hill to Towers...

It appeared to go smoothly at first, they did have my room key at the desk, which was a little shocking since I moved in a few days early. Then there were lots of bad surprises. I have a roommate. But she has gone home for the weekend, and even better, does not seem to know that I am here since her stuff is all over and we had to move it so I could unpack. But wait, unpack?! Nope, the bar in my closet is broke, I spent about 3 hours waiting for someone to come fix it before I could hang clothes up. Rawr.

Now I am fairly certain this girl is going to hate me. I know it is not her fault that I got placed with her or anything, especially that they failed to inform her that I was coming, but still! I represent what she will probably be very pissed at and I moved all of her stuff. That cannot start you off well.

But for now, I will take a two day cry break until she comes back on Sunday. -gulp- And I am off to spend some time with Duane in his pie shaped room.

Oh yeah, CDs on the desk. Definitely not in English...