The floor fellow training is at an end and all of my froshies are moved in. They're really nice, but their parents gave me a friggin' headache. I don't mind answering questions, I just want to know why they have to DEMAND them at me. It's just not neccesary. It makes me sad... :(
So for the most part, all of them moved in and the year is off to a decent start. Frosh week started today which means they're all going to be TRASHED. Joy. Actually a few of them yesterday were talking to me about responsible drinking and I was really impressed. I hope they weren't just putting on a show for me. Also... I think I smelled some pot smoking down the hall for the first time... which is something.
Yesterday I had my Emergency First Aid training. That went pretty well. And last night I brought some of the boys to BDP for a few pitchers.
I'm really excited for the rest of this year and I hope it goes well. I'm already having trouble balancing things (in terms of old friends, new friends, floor-fellowing and me-time.) let alone when school starts up. Wish me luck.
