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*HACK COUGH HACK* Okay, all better. I based the subject of this entire entry on choking on my own spit. I choke on my own spit quite often. Thank god the human body has a way of making sure my saliva doesn't go down the wrong tube. It just goes into intense hacking mode. Gee, thanks!

I keep forgetting to update this thing. I'm sure no one sheds any tears over this, but I think I'd like to update more. My butt is already permanently stuck to this chair, so it's not like it'd be a big deal to type some semi-meaningful thing. Not that I'm saying this is meaningful. What am I saying? I dunno.

Yesterday (well, two days ago now that it's so late) I came back to Vassar to move into a TH for my summer job. Before that, I spent the weekend in St. Louis at went to my brother's school to see his graduation. St. Louis is much nicer than Poughkeepsie and my brother's school is much MUCH nicer than Vassar. Or somewhat nicer. Of course, it's a university and its student body is about three times bigger than Vassar's, but it almost made me sad. Vassar is a really nice school already, so image what Wash U was like. Since my brother has been going there, they've been building loads of new stuff and just a few weeks ago unveiled a refurbished library. An AWESOME library. An awesome library with shelves that move around and could possible squish people. ...okay, maybe not so cool.

My brother's graduation lasted about 3 hours in the blazing hot sun (as opposed to a non-blazing one...). At least we all got free water bottles imortalized with a Wash U label. They didn't pass out diplomas at the ceremony though...students had to pick them up afterwards. The school would mail it home though if you didn't pick it up, which is what my brother opted to do.

In St. Louis my mum and I walked around a street called "The Loop" which is chock full of fun eating and shopping places that don't remind you of a mall. We also went to the Contemporary Art Museum for a short while. There's a lot of space in there but not much...stuff. The museum is the kind of place I'd love to live in when I get older though. Just have a HUGE room with stuff spread out in it. No small spaces or dividers. I'm still obsessed with some kinds of architecture, but I don't know why. I mean, I'm obsessed with design junk in general. Why oh why couldn't I have been born a designer? WHYYYY? (angry..ish)

So. Back in Poughkeepsie. Yesterday was a bit of a disaster due to res life being a pain in the bum and my life being suckage. I was told to arrive at school between 9 and 11 AM to pick up my keys (9 AM was the checkout time for the seniors) but of course when I arrived there at around 10:30, most people weren't finished moving out. I was told to come back in the early afternoon (just "early afternoon", no definite time) so my mum, brother and I had to kill time at the Galleria. We went back to school at around 2:30 and I went to three different places on campus to attempt to get my key before being told to pick up my keys at the THs (town houses/temporary housing), which are off campus.

When I got to the THs, there was crap everywhere. The THs are arranged in a circle with a big grassy area in the center, which was covered with old furniture and crap that people didn't want anymore. Charities come by to pick stuff up and the summer housing students can take junk too. I got a wastebasket and some plates. The THs themselves were pretty gross since the people living in them before SUCK ASS and no one from the school got to clean them out yet. And to make things worse, I found out I wasn't going to live in the TH I originally thought I was going to live in due to some stupid housing arrangements the school made. So now I'm living in a TH with three other guys. Wee. It's not bad or anything, but I don't know any of them that well and I spent all my time in my room. JOY.

And my leg is itchy. Maybe I'm allergic to something in the room. Stupid dust. Making me sick. GRR. [scratch scratch]

Today all we did was meet in the morning for a little meeting and breakfast and again at dinner for a barbecue at the head professor's house. It was fun and the house was very picturesque...a cute yellow house with a big backyard and front yard. There was lots of fruit for me to eat. ;)

Damn, leg is still itchy. I think I'll take a shower now.