All of my freshman suite mates went to the...
I wish I could’ve gone with them. I miss my DG sisters.
To my high school friend that won't stop hitting...
You’re a nice guy and all, and I’d really like to keep hanging out with you from time to time- but you’re seriously asking for a fist to the mouth from the best boyfriend on the planet. Also, I’d appreciate it if you’d stop drunk texting his housemate about me. It makes it really hard for me to play the ‘he’s just really friendly, he does this to...
This week I learned:
That it’s a good thing that I’m only taking 12 hours this semester. More time to work at my work-study job, find some extra curriculars, and adjust to my new campus That it’s okay to eat alone That sometimes I have to be the one to initiate conversation and make friends on my own. That it’s okay to be a loser for a little while That sometime I have to harass people to...
In t-minus 10 minutes I have to go beg a professor to let me in his class. I have no idea how to go about this. Advice?
Girl, you have no idea.
Lemme tell you about the past 24 hours. I have zero friends yet so I’m still at the awkward ‘who am I going to eat with, I’d rather starve than eat alone’ stage- so I ate pretzels and applesauce alone. Bastard boyfriend left me to fend for myself while he went to and had a great time at our friends party while I whined to him about how I was the biggest loser on the...
I am officially moved in to my new home at UNC Chapel Hill. I feel weird, like I should be more excited than I am… I miss my DG sisters.
Captain Procrastinator Strikes Again
I waited until tonight to pack all of my shit and move… file under poor decisions. I’ve reached the point of being so overwhelmed that I’m afraid to touch anything and just looking at the mess in my room/out in the hallway forces me to lay down and open the lappy. I really just need to throw some shit in some boxes and sort it out tomorrow when I have a new cute, clean room to...
Today I was told that I am at risk for glaucoma/I already have glaucoma/they don’t really know but my optic nerve donut hole is really big so I don’t get enough donut, just a big hole. Basically- my eye doctor is adorable, and I’m a 19 year-old “glaucoma suspect”. I also get adorable glasses today. Just call me Grandma.
I’ve been internet-less for the past 5 days. It’s been a serious test of resilience. I’ve done really well though, all things considered. I still have my iPhone 3G to keep in touch, but it’s been a bit of struggle- tensions have been high in the Daniel household. A bit of an update: All of my DG sisters have moved into the DG house/back to Raleigh. It’s made me...
I talked to my future roommate for the first time today. She sounded so… normal. She’s got a TV and a vacuum. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.