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Day three!
Today was better.
It was mainly just meetings and stuff. Saw two of my friends who are commuters, and some other people at my high school who I were never really close with, but we still talked. My friend said she may start up a Skills USA chapter here if she's able, so I'm excited about that.
THE SHOWER. The water is always toooo hot! I can't cool it down! And I learned not to take the very end shower because the curtain kept blowing open...
I signed up for clubs at the club fair. It's definitely safe to say I'm getting involved! I could't find a table for one of the clubs I wanted. My residence advisor is really nice and she always says hi and stuff. She tried helping me look but couldn't find it either. But I found a variety of things to do.
Later on I saw her again just because I was walking by and she'd asked if I was okay. I don't know what type of expression I had on but I wasn't feeling bad. Is it weird that it made me feel really good that she'd asked? It kind of made me want to cry, even though I wasn't sad. I almost wanted to tell her that I've been having a hard-ish time in the socializing and coping department, but eh.
Gonna try to get up at 8 AM on Mon/Wed/Fri from now on, and 6:45-7 on the Tues/Thurs.
It was mainly just meetings and stuff. Saw two of my friends who are commuters, and some other people at my high school who I were never really close with, but we still talked. My friend said she may start up a Skills USA chapter here if she's able, so I'm excited about that.
THE SHOWER. The water is always toooo hot! I can't cool it down! And I learned not to take the very end shower because the curtain kept blowing open...
I signed up for clubs at the club fair. It's definitely safe to say I'm getting involved! I could't find a table for one of the clubs I wanted. My residence advisor is really nice and she always says hi and stuff. She tried helping me look but couldn't find it either. But I found a variety of things to do.
Later on I saw her again just because I was walking by and she'd asked if I was okay. I don't know what type of expression I had on but I wasn't feeling bad. Is it weird that it made me feel really good that she'd asked? It kind of made me want to cry, even though I wasn't sad. I almost wanted to tell her that I've been having a hard-ish time in the socializing and coping department, but eh.
Gonna try to get up at 8 AM on Mon/Wed/Fri from now on, and 6:45-7 on the Tues/Thurs.
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Posted August 27th 2014 at 04:37 AM by Its.Just.Angie