College Prep 102 - Ring Ring

You're better off sending me a letter. Seriously. 

About a week ago, I wrote a post talking about some of the things I was doing to prepare for college. I got some great feedback, and so I've decided to turn "College Prep" into something of a blog series. What this means is that I'll keep you, our lovely readers and always welcome guests, posted on the things I'm doing leading up to my first day of university.

After my last post, some of you had some questions and so here's me dishing up some answers and general S. trivia. Being away for most of the day means I really need to start charging and answering my phone. I 've become quite stellar with making sure it's always charged, but haven't actually gotten into the hang of answering it just yet. *FacePalm*  To celebrate and commemorate my small achievement, (100% battery baby!) I'm making a tag and the rules are simple; all you have to do share five phone-related facts about yourself. How Kuwaiti is this tag? :)

I TAG ALL OF OUR READERS!!!

(Link or leave your 5 facts on the comments section below)

My five phone facts are as follows:

• I got my first mobile phone when I was eleven. Pimpin'.....I know. 
• All my phones have been either black or silver. I don't "do" pink and/or fluorescent shades.
• I rarely charge or answer my phone. I just don't.
• My current phone is a Samsung. I'm bored with it and I'm contemplating getting either an iPhone or a BlackBerry curve. Don't say it, I know I'm a sell-out.
• I didn't have my own number memorized until May of this year. The only other number I know is my mother's. True story. 

Diverting your calls and ignoring your texts,

S.

Fact: I Hate Asking For Help.

Yes, the above title is true. Asking for help, along with apologizing, are the two things I would rather die than do. However, since my fiery persona only exists online, I find myself committing both sins often. Too often for my liking.

Back to the topic at hand, I'm starting university in the fall and will be spending copious amounts of time around people....people that I don't understand. The thing is growing up in Canada taught me many things, but it didn't teach me some essential skills for life here. I can't speak "Kuwaiti" that well, and my grasp of this dialect is as weak Ke$ha singing live (Still love her though). Add that to my completely oblivious nature in regards to social protocol, and you have an outcast in the making. All jokes aside. I turn to you, my loyal followers and always welcome guests, for some social advice in regards as to what I can be doing to decrease the awkward factor as I transition into life as a disciple of the beast that is KU.

I will be extending this notion into a blogging series, where as I go through my days as a Freshman I'll be blogging about my experiences and seeking help from you, my cyberspace friends. I'm actually growing excited at the concept of starting out on the next part of my young life.

Shuddering at the thought,

S.