I think I've now been here long enough that the shiny new-place excitement that has caused me to be so social over the last few days has worn off, and it's back to the same out unhappy introversion that's followed me this summer. I'm pretty much moved in - just need to aquire poster mounts for three more of my posters (I brought them aaaall, so it's a lot), and that's it.

Strangely, I miss my kitchen the most. I miss having real utensils, and more dishes than just a mug I bought at the dollar store. I miss the little things like actually have butter or salt to put on pasta. Or soap to wash my one mug, hot pot, and plastic fork with.

I almost can't wait until classes start, because it means there will be less chaos and socialising in the dorm, and that I'll have something to lose myself in. Maybe I'll go wander around one of the gardens tomorrow or something.