I am dumb.

Today I attempted to ride my bike up this steep hill made of slick bricks.

I won't tell you what happened, that would ruin the fun, and I'd rather leave that open for you to decide ;)

I love Geology sooooo much.

Greetings from Geology Class. Again. I need a rubber mug.

Last Monday I went to Goodwill because I realized that I didn't bring any mugs to college. If you knew how much coffee I drink, you would know that this was a really big problem. At Goodwill, I got the best, and only 2 mugs I've ever purchased with my own money and owned. I had actually been planning on blogging about how much I loved my mug. (You can see where this is going.)

My mug and I had coffee together every morning. It was large and could fit as much coffee and cream in the mug as I desired.

My favorite thing about the mug was that it was also large enough to serve as a bowl. Every morning I had my gluten free cereal that doesn't taste good at all out of my mug.

On Saturday I was trying to  sneak a couch into my room that I borrowed without asking from the floor lounge. The couch was too big to get through the door so we had to put it on it's side. Also, my desk is right behind the door, so we had to move my desk over to get the door all the way open. My mugs were on the desk, and when we started to move it, they fell, bounced, no problem. Right back on the desk they went. They fell again, breaking a little bit, but back on the desk they went, because I am a college student who uses her fully functioning brain.They were still fixable with a little handy dandy super glue. They fell three more times, went back on the desk until they were in too many pieces to pick up.

Yesterday I went to goodwill to get some more mugs. I got two. One was a Christmas mug that looked more like a bowl and the other was just really cute. I was starting to love them the way I loved my old mugs. My roommate texted me while I was in Greek, not even 24 hours after buying the mugs, to tell me that my mugs fell off my desk and broke. 7 days in, 4 mugs broken. I'm now on a search for some rubber/plastic mugs that I can leave on the floor and not break.

Greetings from Geology Class!

This morning I woke up to a loud crashing. By loud, I mean booming and crashing loud. So loud I jumped out of bed to see what it was. All I could think of was
1. The building was falling down
2. There was a war taking place right outside my dorm
3. There was a HUGE earthquake
4. A flock of Semis just crashed into the building.
5. Someone had atleast just died.

Nope, just the garbage truck.

This brings me to something that I really miss about my home. Silence. The sweet sweet sound of nothing. Something I haven't heard in nearly a week. You have no idea what I would do if i could go five minutes without these things.

1. Longboards. I never knew how much I hated longboards. But every morning I am woken up by longboards bombing down the hill (with the exception of when I'm woken up by the garbage truck.)
2. My ridiculous refrigerator. (see earlier blog posts.)
3. The other day I was woken up to some bros outside my window yelling "evan. evan! EVAN! GIVE ME BACK MY WALLET YOU ****"
4. The clock in our dorm is sooo loud. Stupid $3 Target Clock. I should've known.
5. Slamming doors. If I had a dollar for every door that I heard slam, I'd be rich.

I don't get out much, but the next time I do, I will definitely be purchasing some earplugs!

First Day of College- CHECK.

My mom wasn't around to take the classic first day of school picture, so I had to make do.

Guess what?! I learned Greek today! I can say/write "you give, i give, he/she/it gives, we give, you all give, and they give." The class is terrifying because the prof just randomly calls on people and totally puts them on the spot. Luckily, when he called on me, I knew. I picked at my lip for an hour and a half because I was so nervous. But still, it was my favorite class today, and I'm really excited for Greek!

Geology. Boring.

Calculus. I walked in late. Actually I walked in exactly on time but she had already started. The geology and calc couldn't be ANY further from each other on campus. And there are only ten minutes between. My prof pauses in the middle of her sentences, repeats the last few words of what she just said, and ten gets quieter and quieter by the end of the sentence. So if she were saying this sentence: 'This year in calculus we will be learning lots of new concepts'"she would say it like "this yearin calculus we will be learning.... (pause)..... we will be learning a lot of new concepts." Except from learning on  it's impossible to hear her. She's really nice though.

Other notable things about today

• I proved my parents wrong by riding my bike across campus today when they told me that I was never going to ride it.
• I made new friends speedy quick tonight by doing to speed friending.
• I worked out in the rec center.
• I got my first piece of mail!!!! thanks a lot costco. The rest of you suck.

Most boring post yet? Definitely. But I couldn't not write about my first day of college!

Send this girl some love!

Everyday my roommate and I go to check our mail. Actually..... Let me start over.

Everyday, my roommate goes to check our mail. She's a "mail whore" as she explained, not to be confused with "male whore," which is what I thought she was saying.

Everyday, my roommate has gotten mail and today she even got a care package. You know what I've gotten? Zip, nada, nothing, not even a bank statement or those dumb coupons that I throw away, as soon as I see them in the mail.

Help me be the mail whore of the room! Send me something. You dont even have to write anything. It can just be an empty envelope addressed to me. It would make me feel special.

Sierra Powell

‎212 Nash Hall
516 High Street
Bellingham, WA 98225

P.S. Don't get any stalking ideas, you need keys everywhere to get into this room ;) (That was for my parents, so they don't think I'm being an intern dumbdumb)

tatted up.

My mom sent me to college with only a few rules. #1 no tattoos. So tonight, My roommate and I went down with some of my floormates and got tattoos. They're very classy!

the lizard.

the scorpion

the football with a face that's on fire.

my personal favorite, the smashed bug.

I also got a "sweetness" tramp stamp. It looks more like "weetnes."

Chapter 4: College

Yesterday I moved in. I brought soooooo much crap. I mean stuff. And by that, I mean a TON of stuff. Three cars of stuff, to be exact. When I pulled up to unload my car, which was the fullest of the three, the girl made a face. I apologized for bringing so much stuff. She said "Don't even worry about it, one girl brought three cars of stuff. THREE cars. Can you believe that? So trust me, you're not the worst." My response was "Three cars? No way! Who would do that?" Surprisingly, everything fit in my room.

After we got settled in, my roommate and I went on an excursion through Bellingham to find a Joann Fabrics.  I've had this realization that everything is bigger in Bellingham. The Fred Meyer is giant. The Joann Fabrics was enormous.

Last night was fun. We went to "funtivities" in the dorm. "What is 'funtivities?'" you may ask. Well, it's exactly as it sounds. My roommate and I left early and came back to go to bed. The first night was good except the refrigerator which I acquired from my brother, is actually the world's loudest. It's ridiculous. All night long it was making noises. One time I thought it was an earthquake. Nope. Just the refrigerator!

I already feel like I've been eating like a college student. The dining hall is closed so last night my roommate and I went to the grocery store. I got a calzone that looked delicious, but I was too lazy to go find a microwave so I ended up eating my parent's leftovers from lunch. Free food! Breakfast and lunch I had granola bars. My roommate and I walked to the grocery store today and stopped at Wendy's on the way back. I'm pretty excited for the dining hall to open tonight!

My roommate and I checked out a new church this morning. We both really liked it but are going to look at a couple different ones. We are definitely considering going back.

I've met a ton of new people, but remember about 2 names. I'm terrible with names. Class doesn't start until Wednesday and I'm actually a little bit excited for that. There's only so much to do around the dorm!
  P.S. Here are some before & after pictures of the dorm.

College Bound! Almost.

Today (technically yesterday) I went to Black Hills to finally pick up my diploma. It actually got me thinking and ended up being the inspiration to this post. Leaving for college tomorrow (technically today) I realized there's things about Olympia that I will absolutely not miss.

1. Black Hills- Always smelly, even today. Apparently no one goes to class. I went 45 minutes before school was out and there were kids everywhere. Leaving, loitering outside the school, riding bikes, etc.
2. Cats- I have three. Or should I say, my mom has three. I hate them all. I hate hate hate hate cats. Always in the way, always trying to eat my food, always making noise. I hate cats. Thank goodness Western doesn't allow pets or else my mom would probably try to send some up with me.
3. Running into people in this tiny town that I have strategically avoided since graduating- enough said.
4. My House smelling like cats- see #2
5. I will refrain from making rude controversial comments about a certain group of people that live in Olympia. But there is this- I like driving my car and I like my plastic bags. The end.


Somehow, I feel like you can expect a future post titled "things I miss about Olympia." But until then...

I have a case of arachnophobia

I hate a few things. I hate

1. chewed gum

2. seals

3. The men that come to town during Lakefair

4. Spiders

5. Spiders

I HATE spiders. If  you don't know what a Hobo spider is, google it. I would post it on here, but every time I see the pictures, I have nightmares.

 We seem to find some around the house every summer. So far this summer, I've only found one and I squashed it on the bathroom floor. My mom has been telling me for awhile that this is the time of year that they start to come inside. I was trying to deny the fact.

Yesterday morning I was dreaming about how to steal this live rainbow pet cat from Ikea. That was until I instantly woke up because something ran across my face. My first thought was that it was a mouse at first, realized that was impossible and decided it definitely had to have been a spider. I told myself it must have been my imagination. Except, there's no way that I would  have woken up from my dead sleep from "my imagination."

Tonight I was sitting in my room and saw something run across the floor out of the side of my eye. Of course, it was a dumb spider and I killed it. I came back to my room, was sitting on my bed and I saw another spider run down my headboard, under my bed. What did I do? Scream. A lot. My mom came to help me but I got embarrassed at how much crap was under my bed. So tonight, my entire bedroom got ripped apart, all because of a stupid spider I never found. Obviously I won't be sleeping well tonight! But, I guess it was one way to clean out underneath my bed.