I've been meaning to write this post for about three weeks and its not that I haven't had time, I have, its that I've been busy moping when I'm alone and trying to make friends when I'm not. Lets just say that being apart from the person you love is much harder than I expected. Here I am, exactly where I want to be, doing exactly what I wanted to do, and I am not completely happy. Part of it, I think, is that I'm terrified that I won't be able to live up the my, the program's, and other people's expectations. The other part of it is that I live alone and miss
Yarjka and Skylark a ton. But you didn't come here to hear me whine, so I'll move on.
So,
Yarjka and I drove cross-country to "the city" to move me into my new home, but I'll write a separate post about our journey later.
the city
When I signed up for graduate student housing I was scared I would be stuck in a tiny hole in an old, ugly building that was small, dark, and in all ways uninhabitable. Therefore I was pleasantly surprised when I found this:
The outside of the building is really beautiful.
My living room has 5 windows in it and it is light and spacious.
The bedroom is the smallest part of the apartment, except maybe the bathroom which has no counter space. The bedroom is fine for just me, but I'm a bit worried since I will be sharing it come December. Not that I'm not excited about that :)
I am on the 6
th floor of my building which means I get a lot of cross-breezes that are really nice when its hot, but it is already getting cold. However, the height has another advantage: good views. I have a pretty good city view and a good view of my pretty tree-lined street.
Join me next time as I explore beyond my apartment and onto campus. For now, look at my awesome old-school elevator.