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I woke up at 4 am, after a night of not sleeping very well, as I kept thinking about my 3 year old brother sleeping in his bed, and knowing that he would wake up and I would be gone, thinking about my mum, and stepdad.. I was sad to leave. My mum woke up 10 minutes after me, and we both quietly scurried around the house getting ready. At 5 am I was at the airport saying goodbye to her and our dog, that had been brought along. Saying goodbye to my family is always so hard, and I was tempted not to go, as the next time I will see them will probably be next summer. 15 hours later I was in New York City waiting for a friend to pick me up from the airport. I was scared about going to Simmons, I kept wondering what it will be like to be in an all girls College, and whether or not I will like it. I spent two nights in Brooklyn. I got to see around Manhattan, and believe me, for an eastern European, who has only been to Texas, New Mexico and Seattle - it is quite an experience. A train ride on friday morning brought me to Boston. Where people seeing me with two suitcases and awed expression, figured I must be a foreigner, and offered me help with directions, and the suitcases themselves. I was pleasantly surprised and felt welcome in this new city, which I was to call my new home. My room was bare when I entered it, and I realised I will have to do some serious shopping, even though all the things I need are going to be shipped to me (but I can hardly afford to wait 3 weeks for bedding and a pillow). The residential campus itself is very pretty, with trees and squirells. A stage was being set up as I entered, and orientation leaders were huddled in groups still discussing details.

I can’t wait until my room starts looking like a place someone actually lives in! My roommates will arrive tomorrow, so that will help, but I ought to start decorating.

International orientation is about to start in a few hours, so for today I will say: chau! (bye)

My first week of classes passed, and the next one came.. and already I am spending my afternoons, evenings, and nights reading all the things assigned. I am fascinated by all that I read - I love it. I love art history, so I love reading the homework assignments, though they do take a very long time together with all the other assignments… My room finally looks like a room, I have my pictures up. Though I am still waiting on a few vitals to be shipped to me by my friends (one of which is a coat! The weather is getting colder, and I am slowly realising that I will need it pretty soon). I have pretty much learnt where to find things at Simmons, and who to ask if I cannot find them. Simmons is roaring with life during the mornings and afternoons, its even hard to find a quiet little corner in the library, but during the evenings everything seems to slow down, and become almost still (apart from the frequent screaming of the ambulances!!) but I am yet to find out more about Boston! I have mastered the “T”, and I have been downtown, sadly only when it was dark, and I need to go sometime when I can actually see it. I am devising a plan of studying all week days, so that I can get my weekends off for exploring.

I am slowly finding out how inconvenient it is to not have a phone, as that is how everyone communicates here, and I have had my roommates worry about me several times whether I got lost in this new big city, and I have not been able to find a working pay phone which I could use to inform them otherwise. So once I receive my little paper card in the mail containing a number, which Americans are assigned at birth, I will be able to go out there and purchase a phone.

It feels like I ave been here for quite a while, and I can hardly believe its only been a week, and a bit..

Ataa!! (bye)