Kiwi Crocus (cranky__crocus) wrote,
Kiwi Crocus
cranky__crocus

Bollywood Night

My first shower went well. Small, but nothing I can't handle.

Kate and I went and got me registered at Student Services instead of waiting for a campus tour. Then lunch, which was pretty good. Beans (love them), fried potatoes, onion rings, sunny side eggs, salad. Nothing wonderfully healthy but good.

Up to the room, down to catch the tour of Reading center. Only they were walking there and we were like Pffffft. (Plus, a little ouchie hip from so much walking lately.)

So we got a map and I lead us to near Bridges hall and we asked for directions and got to the bus stop. When bus 18 went by and we asked if it went to Asda, the driver said no and a woman started pointing toward the other side of the street emphatically. We went over and indeed, last stop on that side was Asda. We rode the bus over there and went in.

I found a cheap alarm clock, toothpaste, and hand lotion/soap. Met another Uni. Reading girl in line, she's a returning second year. Didn't even exchange names but it was fine. Her mother was interested in our majors.

Took the bus to Reading center and walked around there. Went into Poundlot on my insistence and we bought detergent and dryer sheets. Walked around more, took a double decker home from the front seat up top, and walked back to Windsor.

I sat around in my room on the computer as she used my power cord to order one of her own off Amazon. Didn't get much done but I was really tired.

7.30 we walked over to Bollywood Night at 3sixty. It was all vegetarian Indian finger food, I think. Some was spicy. It was pretty good. I ate my share, since we didn't have dinner in halls, and then we split ways. I read over in the corner while watching the dancing and cheering from time to time. I thought I saw Tair but also thought I was visible, and would just keep reading and observing until anyone came up to me.

Noticed that I really enjoy doing stay-in activities (reading, writing, whatever) in go-out environments (clubs, etc.). Which is apparently really peculiar. It's not as though I can't dance... I had a headache and my hip was a bit painful, and I was tired anyway, but I didn't want to miss out either.

At the end I walked over and stood near Ric and Tair. They noticed who I was and we started hanging out with a friend from Tair's hall and then some other boys downstairs in Windsor, I guess. They realized I could dance if I chose. Also noticed my incredibly short stature and remarked that it was cute. (I remember the days a hand would have been bitten off for that, sheepish grin.)

It was impossible to talk because of the music. I decided that clubs are a rubbish way to meet people anyway, so I don't think I'll try to push myself too often into it if I just don't feel like it. Especially when halls are filled out with the Brit Invasion and others will be around staying in as well. I hope there are movie nights around or something for those who don't want to go out every night. It'll be more comfortable to stay in when there's noise around, too, and when I know some people from my floor other than Kate.

I had to fix up her alarm clock because apparently she couldn't figure out how to use it. Or read a map. Or remember her laptop type (Inspiron 1721). Or do a lot of stuff. Which is fine and good and all. I just end up feeling a big old at 18! But she's 22 and I'm sure she's fully capable. We all have our strong suits, I guess!

I walked home and changed into PJs and then helped Kate when she needed it. IMed with Shaya. Sent out emails. Now I'm ready to finish P&P (I'm almost done) and go to sleep.

Breakfast at 9.30 tomorrow and I have to go because there's no lunch--big Welcome dinners, I guess.

I also don't think I'll get the freshman 15 with walking up and down the many flights of stairs and everywhere else. Giggle.

Waves. Night night!
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