Mmmmmmmm chilli.
I'm too shy and awkward to say hi to people I know in real life in real life, so I empathize completely, haha. (I'd actually go as far as to say I avoid it in a lot of cases: 'what, I'm going this way now? Guess so! Detour.') Talking to people online is so much easier because I actually think about what I say. Go figure.
BALLS. They're so stingy with that view, aren't they? D: They boast it's the best view in Milwaukee yet they open it up for a mere 6 hours and disallow photos? What the hell. That will still be very exciting, though! Man, I wish I could say I've been atop the Sears Tower (not that I grew up 40 minutes away from it or anything). I *love* tall buildings, especially just generally being in Chicago. I have no fear of heights but that would still freak me the eff out. Holy moly.
My job (especially on Mondays and Tuesdays when I'm here for 12 hours each day) is so damn boring that I have to find literature because I can only look at my computer screen for ~5-8 hours before going insane. I'm a touch too ADD to get into novels easily, so I tend to migrate towards circulars of the sorts since they're ever-changing and always pertinent to the world/my general location. Still, I manage to get an "I'll read it later" pile. Especially since I take home the coffee shop's Milwaukee Journal Sentinel every day at close.
If I recall, my move in date was August 28th both years I lived in the dorms, a week before classes started. Dorm beds are the absolute worst (plus, my sheets never fit. wtf). Second semester during Freshman year my roommate moved out so I pushed her bed against mine and took a California King mattress pad from my parents house that was 2 inches thick. That was so nice. Sophomore year was significantly less glamorous, though. But my view was kickass: 26th floor, facing south. Slightly worth it.