Second Year

Yesterday, I came back to Fairbanks. Yeah, I wasn't supposed to end up back here, but I had issues with UAA, and so I'm back.

I didn't bring as much stuff this year, which is nice because my room doesn't feel all cluttered. My roommate is really cool, and I think we'll get along. She's an art major and likes comics.

Being here without Cody is really, really, disconcerting. Things don't seem the same without him, and it's kinda lonely. Of course, I don't have anything to do yet since classes haven't started, so I'm not distracted by class work. I finished a scarf, and was going to start a hat, but I don't have the right needles for it. BLAH.

Now I'm just waiting for classes to start tomorrow so that time will feel like it passes by faster, so that I can see Cody sooner, and I can be done with this stupid place.

Bartlett doesn't seem to be as well kept as Moore was - the shower stalls don't close well. And it seems emptier. But we finally got the subway and mini store downstairs in the common area. Elsewise, everything seems the same.