Well. Here we are, entering the fourth week of Spring Semester at Pacific University. I've learned a couple of things, some of which will be helpful, some of which are just lessons. Here are the things I have realized, decided, and now understand.

It's genuinely upsetting when someone is in "your" shower stall.

This also applies to "your" bathroom stall. Or "your" sink.

Meals are at the most convenient times until your entire schedule changes and you no longer get to eat lunch at a proper time.

When you do get to eat, so does the rest of the university.

The only thing that is certain is that if you sleep in even a little and put off getting ready, the custodial staff will be cleaning the bathroom as you are running late.

The washing machines smell funny.

They also never take the designated 48 minutes for the Brights cycle. You can set your alarm for 45 minutes and sit in the laundry room for another ten.

Nothing makes me smile like walking to class in the sun.

Nothing makes me walk faster (and regret my habit of wearing socks and Nike slides) than the slightest drop of rain.

Though my bed may be small. It is mine, it is mostly comfy, and I love and appreciate it being here for me.

The transition from home friends to college friends can be weird/rough, but I wouldn't trade seeing any of them for the world.

The garbage room always smells like that.

You will never do the reading in the morning before class. Push through.

I need to do dishes more often.

Habit Tracker sheets are my new favorite thing.

Unexpected mail is THE BEST PART of any day.

I will never stop texting my parents every day.

If it can be hung on the walls, it counts as dorm decoration.

Whenever you try to be quiet because your roommate is napping, that is the exact moment when you are the loudest.

Amazon may say your package has arrived, but the mail room may not.

I still can't nap.

I've written a lot of articles this year.

Time goes by way, way faster than I ever thought it could.

It isn't so bad being at college, even if I still miss home sometimes.