Locked Myself Out

Tried out my vacuum the other day. Works like a charm! I'm  not looking forward to the day  I move out, though. When I came here, I had only what I could carry... Two suitcases and a backpack, but I've been building since then... Nothing big, just a little here, little there, but it builds up. Everything I've gotten is minimalistic and transportable, too. I think it bothers my roommate... He really set down roots.

Got a Preparing for College paper back.  We have the opportunity to redo this one, if we don't like our score. I don't really think I'll bother though, as I've just got a lot on my plate right now, and I'm pretty satisfied with my grade of 100%! Ha! That's a confidence booster.

I have to do volunteer work in the social services field and get a letter of recommendation to get into my program next year. It used to be a part of the HSF program, but it isn't anymore.I have more volunteer experience than anyone, and a number of recommendations, but I still need recent volunteer work. I don't really know how to research volunteer opportunities in the social services in Kitchener, though... I'm gonna be pissed if this is what does me in, when I've got more qualifications than anyone.

I locked myself out of my room  today. I knew that was going to happen eventually. Too many automatically-locking doors. I'm not on top form in the morning, see, and when my coffee is outside of my auto-locking room, disaster is just waiting to happen.

I'm surprised I managed to make it to, what, the sixth week? At least my roommate did it before I did, so I beat him.  It wasn't a big deal. The guy at front desk said that it happens all the time.

But  the very next time I tried to use my key, it bent! I've no idea if it'll work the next time I try to use it. I managed to sort of jimmy it into the lock slot and thereby mold it into the right shape, and then I managed to move the lock in and out, so I should be good, but I haven't put it to a field test and I'm scared to try.