"We Used to be Friends"

 *We Used to be Friends by the Dandy Warhols.  Veronica Mars anyone?!

It has been 2 whole school weeks here, half a month. Not counting the 3 extra days of orientation.

And its been...college.

I cannot think of an actual adjective to accurately describe what it has been like here. I mean it's different for everyone. Some people clicked automatically with their hall mates. Others are having trouble clicking with anyone. And others click with people they never thought they would. And some don't give a shit and party! Or they don't give a shit cause they're hitting the books...

So far I've met some amazing people! Our very own Natalia Spark is great! So is our Lauren Lu. And Jourdan I have only spoken to a few times but from the little exposure I have had of her, she's awesome! And from out team...I believe that is all I have met. I have Thanos in my German 101 class but I have yet to speak to him. Other than that...

There are other amazing people out there at Davidson:
Jean Paul Garcia whom I have known since 2nd grade (yes we have been going to the same school since then and we somewhat did and didn't decide on Davidson together)
The awkward corner room of 1st Belk holds some fantastic girls there! I have been spending most of my time with them, and they make me feel right at home!
Which as sad as it seems, I cannot say the same for the girls in my hall. My roommate is great! Super sweet, and we get along brilliantly! The girls from across the hall are equally as sweet, one is a peppy cheerleader (which fits perfectly, she's always so happy!) and the other is a dancer whom I have Advanced Ballet with. She is great too!

As for the other girls in the hall, I don't know. I mean, I do talk to maybe to two or three other girls here, but that's it. Maybe its because I have never been in this situation before? Or maybe it's because I'm quiet compared to them? Or maybe it's because I get along more with boys due to being raised with 3 older brothers? Whatever it is, its making a barrier between me and my hall, and that makes me lonely sometimes. Pfft! sometimes my ass! I'm frequently lonely! And that is pathetic! But whatever I gotta make this work somehow, which is why I am currently in my room, with my speakers on and typing this.
The purpose of this blog was to document our experience to the world and to Davidson about its students and their long journeys to get here, live here, and make it out of here alive is it not?

Then I'm sorry if this is a downer, but I'm writing about my experience. But now to hit the books...gah!