Reed again

I just woke up from an eleven hour nap. Ok, I didn't really mean to fall asleep the entire night. I was resting in my loft that I missed so dearly, and I guess I just drifted off. Fully dressed. I didn't even take off my bra. i walked out of my room 5 minutes ago to go to the bathroom and the first thing I see is Luis' whiteboard which says "Gone Trippin'". How did I end up in such a druggie school? Genius druggies...but druggies all the same. I came home yesterday to the familiar smell of pot and Ryan has already borrowed my shot glasses. I've been in a sleepy daze since I've gotten home and I feel like I can finally write about it.

Every time I get to Portland, I realize how much I love this place. I began to doubt myself when I was in seventy degree weather in LA, but when I'm here I don't even mind the weather. Here, I don't have a constant battle with my dad or have to worry about what time I get home. I also don't spend even a fraction of the money I spend at home. It's easy to get carried away in LA going to movies and dinner, but here it's not as convenient. And when I say that I mean I don't have a car here. Paying for gas was a bitch. I spent about $200 just on gas over break. That was definitely $200 that I don't have.

Anyway, I'm back. Back and loving it. Even as groggy and dead as I was yesterday, I was happy to be home. As soon as I landed, KC called me to tell me they would be about 20 minutes late to pick me up. I said that's cool, then walked down to the security line where they were waiting for me. Damn liars. I would have run to meet them but my bags were crazy heavy. Lisa took the super heavy bag (therefore she's amazing) and KC took the big light one with my pillow and Alex's blanket in it (not as amazing. Haha I'm joking- I love you.) Jess half-smiled and I wondered why. Probably just a bad day, I thought. But no, I found out later that Dave dumped her that day. More on that to come. I said we're definitely getting drunk tonight. Hah...so much for that. I'll try again tonight. So we drove home in the rain and finally reached campus. My body felt a little lighter as we parked and walked to Mckinley. All I could think about was how much I love this place and these people.

I got to my room and shared my cookies while I started to unpack. I felt like I was on vacation. The rest of this week will be just like summer camp, I know. I love being in my room that really feels like my room instead of my room at home that is really my dad's office and my sister's second room. She spends more time in my room than her own. So now I have at least a couple dressers dividing me from roomates and a door to lock out anyone I don't like. Not like my door is EVER locked. I guess I like everyone...

I have yet to use my new camera, and iPhoto doesn't work. I'm freaking out about that bc I left the other downloading software at home for my mom to mail me. I hope she does it today because I NEED to take pictures and download them. If worst comes to worst, I'll put everything on KC's computer and make a CD to transfer them since I already need lots of her pics anyway. Yeah that works. I need Tiger on my computer. I have so much to do today, mainly consisting of cleaning my room. I looked in my fridge yesterday and found little mold spots, definitely the result of Gina leaving her shit in it over break. I let my roomates use my fridge out of kindness, just like I let them use my vacuum, and both things get ruined. The fridge gets moldy and the vacuum gets clogged with hair. Ugh. Oh well, I love them anyway.

It's not raining right now and THAT is saying something. Commons opens at 11:30 and I'm starving. It only stays open until 5:30 too. That REALLY sucks because I'm not even hungry for dinner by 5:30. I got a bag of chips yesterday, courtesy of Kacey Deane. I have 18 days to catch up in my Jon Stewart Calendar. OK...I think I've written enough random bullshit. No wait, I have more...

I am mourning the temporary loss of my love. I painted my nails black, sang Amazing Grace and went to Church. Ok, only one of those is true. Hint: It's not church. Anyway, I miss Alex. It's hard being away from him after all the time we spent together. I'm not going to talk about it now because I know it will only get me depressed. And Reed is for HAPPY PEOPLE!

P.S. Send me our secret pictures, baby!