1 pound of Fuji apples - $3.25
1 pound of peaches - $4.00
1 gallon of Viva Milk - $10
Food in Hawaii - Not so priceless
But maybe worth it :)

Having trouble getting myself out of my room today....just trying to hang in there.

My Heart Will Go On and On and On and On and On and On and-

Okay, so first of all I just want to say thanks to everyone for commenting on my blogs. Seriously, it makes me feel wonderful to know that I still have some attachments to the mainland and that people are still wanting to know that I'm alive. Thank you for the words of advice and encouragement. They truly, truly mean a lot to me :D
So the truth is, haven't really made any friends yet. I mean, I have but I haven't. I have met a ton and I have hung out with a few of the same people a couple of times but I don't really feel like anything is sticking....if that makes sense. I keep telling myself that I've only been a for a week, that I have plenty of time to make good friends. I still have some classes I haven't gone to and a job to get. Lots of opportunities to meet other people, right? Should I be concerned that I don't have a huge group of new good friends yet? Or is it okay that I keep telling myself that I don't need to be in any huge rush?
I'm hoping now that classes have started and once I get a job (hopefully at the PCC, cross your fingers!!!) I will be to busy to really care about having a million people to be with. Plus, I'm not the kind of person that requires a gajillion people to be around in order to have a good time. I like just have a few wonderful friends and being content with that. But I would by lying if I said I wasn't afraid of not making any friends. I have been trying harder than I normally do, a lot harder. I have put myself out there more than usual, have even started texting people! It's an outrage, this whole texting thing, and it cost me money! But I've been doing it in the name of being sociable.
There are a lot of very obvious niches here. Just gotta find mine.
Oh, and as for the title of this blog, it's a little story about how loud these dorms out. They are LOUD! Maybe that's pretty typical and really I don't mind so much. But when someone is tooting out "My Heart Will Go On" on their trumpet somewhere above me at midnight, I do tend to get a little bit bothered. Granted, they were doing a really good job. I don't know what was worse though:that or another girl who was belting, and I mean belting, out some show tunes last night too. That's something that just bothers me in general, people who sing their hearts out in public. Do you really think everyone wants to hear you? Think again, no matter how good you are. Even though it was a little different since she was in her room and not technically in public but these are dorms. Sounds travels.
Alright, off to English class. Missing home but glad to be out of the snow. I think I'm going to need a list of good things about being here to help me face my sorrows. Next time :)

Yesterday, I got a TB screening shot. It didn't really hurt at all which is good because I haven't gotten a shot since I was a kid and I always have my mommy there to hold my hand. The best part, though, was when I walked outside afterward and paused for a brief moment to look at the bump on my arm and this really, really old Hawaiian guy walked by me and goes "You got shot?" and started laughing at me, or really laughing with me because the way he said it was hilarious. (that was a really long sentence!)
Then I had to go around and get a bunch of stuff done: student insurance, student ID card, buy my school books which only cost me about $200 all together, see a council,er about my academic future, eat a delicious hamburger.....ooh, that sounds good right now, and attend some student orientations.
New and transfer students all met in the auditorium and watched a really cheesy video about the honor code. The honor code wasn't cheesy, the music was. And after about 5 minutes of here the same uke strums over and over I thought I was going to punch the old man sleeping in the chair next to me. Once that was over, to my enormous relief, the presidents wife, Sister Wheelwright, stood up and talked about dressing modestly. I'm not going to lie, I was starving, so I sort of zoned out and started thinking about lasagna and....woah, when I typed lasagna, my fingers came to a stand still and I just sat here for a second and thought about my mom's lasagna. I must still be hungry. Anyways, I wasn't really listening until she started talking about leggins'. Yes, leggins'. Not leggings, leggins. Say leggins out loud, five times in a row, and you will quickly realize how hilarious that sounds. And it wasn't like she had a strong southern accent of anything, that's just how she said it, like that was the word. But she made some very good points otherwise.
Listen, I do have more to say, like about going to the beach and having a bonfire, but I'm seriously starving right now. I think I'm gonna go have me some lunch.

Get Up, Get Out of Bed, Drag the Comb Across Your Head

I woke up at about 6:30 today. All on my own! No alarm and no snooze button involved :) But then, that's 6:30 Hawaii time and not 9:30 Utah time. I was worried I would have a panic attack when I first woke up, all my feelings of shock and homesick hitting me in the face after being asleep but it wasn't really like that. The first thing I did was wonder what kind of bird was outside my window making all that noise. It sounded like a fancy rooster. Maybe it was. Then the garbage truck stopped directly outside my room....that's going to fun to wake up to for the next four months.
Oh yeah, that's another thing I realized that I've been doing. Telling myself I'm only here for four months when in reality I'm planning on being here for seven. See what I'm doing to myself there? Downplaying my problem to make myself feel better without even realizing it. We'll see what happens with that.
My roommate never showed up last night which is good because I'm sure I wasn't ready for the awkwardness of sharing a room with someone I don't know yet, plus I've been sitting in bed for three hours on my notebook, doing pretty much nothing. Well, I skyped with the fam for a bit, showed them my room and the bathrooms, the courtyard outside.
Everyone here is still asleep for the most part. I'm not sure the curfew applies during the break because people were up pretty late last night. Karaoke girl sang a few more tunes after I turned my lights out. Well, I'll be honest. I didn't turn my lights out. I slept with them on for two reasons. One: because if my roommate did come in, she wouldn't have to walk into a dark room with a person suddenly sleeping there that she had yet to meet. And two: I was scared. I'll admit it. I slept comfortably, all things considered, so I'm not ashamed to admit that.
I'm sort of torn between wanting my roommate to not be here for a few days and wishing she was here. I consider myself to be a solitary sort of person to a certain degree. I have those I love and trust around me and I'm good with that. But it would be nice to have someone here I know or, I guess, at least start to get to know. I don't even know where the washer and dryers are. Not that I have a huge need for them yet.
Should I go take a shower? I need to eventually but it's weird....the whole situation is feeling strange to me. I'm holding off. I should have showered when I first woke up, before anyone else was in there. At least my appetite hasn't completely gone overboard with nervousness because I feel like I could eat a steak right now. And a huge salad. And a chocolate shake. Then some peaches. I hope I can get peaches pretty easily here. Good ones.
Mreh.....I guess I should go and do stuff. I have to go to the health center and be screened for diseases of some sort and then go get my student ID. Maybe this will be a good opportunity for me to release all my fears with exercise and go running or swimming or something. We'll see.
Off to do new things!