Regency 101

WARNING: This blog is NOT as exciting as it used to be. If you want to see some real cool stuff, read the posts between May 7th (Livin It Up In London) and June 28th (Trapped). Everything before or after that is about an average (though exceptionally awesome) college student. Thanks for following! Feel free to read on, subscribe, and comment.

June 21st

I'll admit I've woken up several times the last few days not knowing what time it is or where I am. I'm still not sure whether this was true confusion from jet lag, or denial. Being back in plain old Provo is rough. I love BYU though, so I am sure I will make it through.

The Browns were kind enough to store my college stuff while I was gallivanting across England. Uncle Craig and I went to retrieve the boxes and my fantastic bear Saturday night. I was relieved everything fit in his car. I have a lot of boxes. When we got to Regency, we found this note on the door. I called the number and there was no answer. Frustrating. I have not been able to get a hold of the management since I signed a contract back in March. I know my room for Fall and Winter is 301, so I assumed that would be my room for Summer as well. Craig helped me move everything from his car to the room and then we said goodbye. Just then, a girl walked past and I questioned her about keys, wifi, and when church was the next day. She happened to be an assistant manager. She also told me that building 300 was just emptied for renovations that were starting the next day. Awkward. We went up to the office and she found that I was assigned to 202 for Summer. I started moving all my stuff over, but by the third trip I met Hannah. Hannah was moving into the same bed as me. Well there was not room for the two of us. With both assistant managers and an hour in the office we were able to sort it out. Hannah stayed with her roommates that were already moved into 202 and I went to 101. That's three move-ins in one night. I was just happy to have a room and roommates. The assistant managers apologized profusely the entire time.

I missed him. <3

Surprise! When you move off campus, people are older. When people are older, they get married. I feel like a child around all these graduates, RMs, and people who were in college before I was in high school. Sure there are a few people my age, but the ward and complex seem very diverse. I like it. Yes, people are more established so it will be the first time I am truly "the new girl," but I am excited at the idea of knowing people for more than four months.

Castles? Christmas lights? I think I'll like 101.

Recovering from jet lag is a little bit more difficult here than in London. Sunday morning I woke up at 5:30 and could not get back to sleep. Since I don't have church till one, I had a long time to get ready. I have different ward than all of my roommates since I am living in building 300 in the fall. It's a little awkward to go to ward things all alone.

All set up. It looks similar to my other rooms. I like it.

After church I went over to a guys' apartment in the ward and watched the U.S. vs. Portugal game. It was not as crazy as futbal games in England, but we still had fun. I had my nails done for the 4th and to support America in the World Cup on Saturday before I moved in. It must have been a good luck charm because the U.S. won and we are moving on in the tournament! 

Not a bad weekend back at BYU. Trying to keep optimistic. I miss London so much.

~Emily