Saturday: Of Dorms and Roomies

So, I've been here a full day (more or less), and here are some more observations:

I feel old. OLD. Yes, I know I'm not 30, not even close, and that 30 isn't old at all. HOWEVER, having come back from an information session where the average age is 18, I feel, well, old. There are so many kids here who are in their first year of uni EVER, and here I am, this old hand at starting uni (albeit in a completely different environs).

Still no signs of roomies. I figure they'll either show up tomorrow or at some point during the week. Or, if they're really smart, after freshers week (next weekend). I sincerely hope that I'm not the only one in this 6 person suite, if only because that leaves a lot of housekeeping on my shoulders, and I'd feel like a leper.

There is quite a lot of work that needs to be done on the dorm. Both toilets need to be refastened to the floor. In testing everything (because if I don't notify the porters of any problems within the first week of occupancy, they assume everything is the fault of the occupants and bill us for the repairs) I realized that should I (or anyone else) attempt to sit on either... receptacle... that the pot could literally tip over.

Next, when checking the shower room, the door handle is not attached properly. That's right, the door handle came off on me, trapping me in there. It was annoying, because I had to fiddle around with it to open the bloody door. I had visions of a new roomie coming in and me having to call out for assistance.... not the most mature ways of meeting the newbie, is it?

So, aside from those detractors, the layout is very nice. I like the overall ambiance of the residence village. This evening, while returning from an information session that required us all to sit on the gymnasium floor (hello, primary school flashbacks), I smelled a wood burning oven somewhere nearby. The air is so fresh here, and with the smell and all, it reminded me of the air back at the family cottage. I could have easily been walking around Lac-aux-Sables (I don't even know if that should be pluralized or not, sorry.)

Also! I went to the kitchen to grab some milk (see ma, I can still eat/drink healthy without you to double check!) when I noticed a bunny! Outside, just in front of the building! Too cute! (For all those sniggering at me, sod off).

The bunny was much more pleasant than the BIG gull who almost attacked some freshies for food earlier in the day.

And that is all I can think of for now, so: Ja, mata ne.