Not the Least Bit Intriguing

So things have not been going so wonderfully for me in the past week or so. I could never contact the management for the Villa. I could never get a hold of the internet people (a. I kept dialing the wrong number & b. They were busy every time I dialed it correctly). I was not able to solve my roommate deficiency. My back has been doing spastic things to me. Yadda yadda ya.

But today. Here is what transpired.

12:00-3:00 am: tried to sleep, but was unable to
3:00: I drug myself out of my bed and worked on homework and reviewing
5:00: Went back to bed and was actually able to sleep.
9:00: Got ready for class & prayed really hard that things would work out soon
9:20: Walked to campus
10:00: Was confused, but was able to organize that confusion (Arabic does this to you)
12:00: Came back to the apartment
12:10: Went to the Villa’s office and actually caught them!
12:15: Went shopping
1:00: Copied the police report for the insurance company
1:30: Returned to the apartment and found a note on the floor
I was so excited… I thought it was Adriane or Annie
It was Lydia, my new roommate
2:00: Arabic homework
3:00: Arabic homework
4:00: Went to the Chiropractor
My back still hurts, but at least it is not pinching any nerves…nor is my neck.
5:00: Came back, drank some ginger beer, went to get the mail, briefly talked with Jon, and
started homework
5:30: Gave up on the homework and decided to write a blog…even though there is
nothing overly exciting in my life to share with ya’ll

I also have FHE tonight. In apartment 68, Ruth is my “mother”. So far she is a single mother. She told us yesterday that our family is dysfunctional from the get-go.

Hmm. I thought dysfunctional was spelt with an ‘I’ and not a ‘y.’