Finally in College

Actually, tomorrow marks the day of my 1st full week since moving in.
Right now I'm currently sitting in the only air-conditioned room in the whole dorm building: a study lounge.
My roommate is sitting next to me currently, reading for one of her assignments.
Also, there's like a 2 person band in the room. Just one person playing the guitar and another singing. Coincidently the person singing I went to high school with.
They aren't too bad.
I'm bored, but I don't want to watch anything online because I want to listen to them, but I don't know what else to do.
Anyways, yesterday I made my first transgender friend. She's nice, and really blunt. She doesn't go around the bull shit and just tells the truth. I used to have a hard time saying my R's when I was a kid, and once in a while it comes back up again, especially if I talk a lot more than normal. And she kept asking questions and I was nervous and talking a lot, and so I started to slip in the whole speech problem again. She wasn't afraid to tell me that she noticed it. So that's interesting.
It's so hot here, and our dorm doesn't have air conditioning. We have 3 fans going constantly, yet you're always sticky with sweat. I cannot wait for the fall and winter to be here, because I really like blankets and I miss sleeping in them. I also really like sweaters and sweatshits.
Today was the first art club meeting. It was interesting. We met in a lounge-type place and then moved because part of the band was practicing there. So we went to the annex building, which was an artistically-cool place. First thing you should know about it: It smells like hot bees wax. Literally. A guy (I think his name is Steve) is a fabric artist and was doing some sort of technique where you do something with hot bees wax. Second thing you should know: It's getting torn down next year. So, the college has given us permission to use go ahead and paint everything: The walls, the floors, the ceilings. And people have already started this project. I'm just hoping I can get my hands on it. I want to paint the windows. We agreed that our slogan is "Listen to your art" so I want to paint that on the windows, backwards of course so when you look at it through the window you can read it. And then at the word "art" I want to do splatter paint or something.