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Three weeks from right now I'll be spending my first night in the dorms. And I am so scared. I got my room assignment today. I was expecting to be in suite-style rooms (four people share three tiny rooms plus a bathroom) but instead I'm gonna be in the regular corridor-style rooms (you know, two people per room, lots of rooms, and a bathroom down the hall.) and I haven't decided yet whether it's a good thing or not. It's weird that I'm gonna be in those dorms, because during the tour they ask if you're a transfer student or not and if you are they show you the transfer dorms, and normally you don't even go in to see the regular dorms. I did, 'cuz there was one girl on our tour who had ended up with the wrong group, so we went in the regular dorms to show her.
I am not a social person. The last time I was really in a social situation was when I spent the summer at this ritzy-type camp I begged my parents to send me to.. they did, I think mostly because they were relieved I wanted to go, even though they couldn't afford it. But really, I am content being a non-social person. I like my life the way it is. And I'm not sure I want to live with that many other people around me all the time. Don't get me wrong, I'm going. It's too late now for me not to go. And I promised myself I would go for one semester. And I never break promises to myself. To other people, maybe, but not to myself... ....so today I baby-sat, and I walked the kid down to the Rodeo, which was fun. He had a blast, because he loves horses, and I liked it because I sat in this out-of-the-way little area eating a sno-cone while he ran around me in circles with a buddy he found, so by the time I was ready to leave, even though he wanted to stay, within 5 minutes of getting him into the stroller he was asleep. :-) So I took him home and he slept on the couch and when he woke up he didn't know where he was, but he knew he didn't want to be there. It was really funny- he sat straight up and said "I don't want to, I don't want to" and you could just see him trying to figure out what it was he didn't want to do, until he remembered and said "I want to go back there and see horsies!" but I put the movie "Indian in the Cupboard" on and he settled right down. 'Specially after I told him he could watch whatever he wanted and let him switch between "Mary Poppins" and "Indian in the Cupboard" about 10 times. The kid's 2 1/2, and he is an expert at running the VCR. He can put them in, take them out, press play and stop, and (this really amazed me) he can even fix the tracking! So I let him run the VCR. You gotta pick your battles, you know. :-) My mom bought me stacking crates today. She said everybody who lives in a dorm has to have stacking crates. I wasn't with her when she bought them, but they're a great frosted blue color, which is cool. I was telling her just the other day how it's strange that everything else I loved when I was little- my favorite foods, my favorite music, my favorite movies, what I wanted to be when I grew up- they've all changed, between then and now. But my favorite color stayed the same. It has always been blue. My whole life. There was one period when I was in first or second grade when I realized all the other girls' favorite colors were either pink or purple, so I said my favorite movie was purple, but even then it wasn't. I just thought it should be. My favorite color is still blue. I think that's weird. ....of course you all probably already knew that from this here webpage. It's pretty darn blue. :-) I bruised half the toes on my left foot today, walking into a wall. So I'm sitting here with an ice pack sitting on my foot, listening to a live version of "Swan Dive" which is the song most of this site is based on (wiped and wired, shivering and stunned, etc.) into shark infested waters I'm gonna pull out my tampon and start splashing around cuz I don't care if they eat me alive I've got better things to do than survive and I'm gonna go now, cuz I'm talking about nothing. |