Move in Day

Okay, so now you are all aware of the fact that I got into college and that the loan went through...woohoo! Now we're going to move in day.
Needless to say my mother and I had bought enough crap to fill two dorm rooms and my stepfather didn't foresee it fitting into the car at all. He was wrong and I'm an ultimate packer! Besides the early wake up to drive across the state, the day wasn't all that exciting until we reached the University.
Buses ran back and forth between the residential college and the parking lot all day. We managed to find two carts (when you're only supposed to have one...) and got all my stuff upstairs to my room in one trip.
After unlocking the door I found that my roommate had managed to pay $50 to move in early and had already picked sides. Yea for me. But I got the side that I technically wanted, even with the few broken things that a good hammer was able to fix.
I made my parents go home early because all they were doing was taking up space. For that I feel extremely bad because everyone else let their parents stay for the rest of the weekend. Oops.
The rest of the day was full of crap being thrown into place, organizing stuff, and registering for orientation. The line for that was over an hour long and no one was in a talking mood. Whoever invented texting should realize that they perfected the anti-social device of the new milennia.
Nobody knew anybody and they weren't planning on changing that. But that's fine. The first day of college was extremely lonely, but the first night is another story altogether...