...if it helps you fall asleep.
It's Thursday. I only had 2 classes today and that was nice. Freshman Seminar is almost over and that will make my life just a little easier.
There's this kid who is really creepy. He's in 3 of my classes and I really don't like him. He always tries to stand next to me or sit next to me in class and he'll do weird things like poke me and just other stuff. I can't explain him, he just creeps me out and I hate it because I already feel so incredibly stressed right now, I don't need him to add onto it.
I'm feeling really left out. It's my fault though. Veronica and Rebecca, our neighbor hang out all the time. They don't really ask me to hang out with them, but I guess they just figure I'll come if I want...and to be honest, I don't really want to. I don't know why.
Its been 3 weeks and I'm still not comfortable here. I'm so unsure of everything. I don't even think what I'm majoring in is what I want to do. I hate that I have no idea what I want in my life. I just majored in this because I thought I needed a major. I never really gave it any thought. Now I'm feeling like I'm screwing everything up.
Its been 3 weeks and I still get extremely nervous when I go to class. I don't know what exactly I'm nervous about. I'm just a nervous person.
Mom wants me to go out and do things and make friends. I can't do that. I don't like going out around here...unless it's with Nicole because I feel comfortable around her. She's the only person I feel comfortable with around here.
I still hate it here. I'm going home tomorrow again. I've gone home every weekend...which is exactly what people told me not to do. Oh well. If I don't go home I'll just be here miserable.
It sucks that I'm still sitting here crying about being here. I thought that maybe by now I'd be feeling comfortable, but I don't. I can't wait to go home and on Sunday when I have to come back I'm going to be miserable. This place makes me miserable.
I wish I wasn't so unsure of everything. I wish I wasn't so shy.
At least I'm going home tomorrow.
There's this kid who is really creepy. He's in 3 of my classes and I really don't like him. He always tries to stand next to me or sit next to me in class and he'll do weird things like poke me and just other stuff. I can't explain him, he just creeps me out and I hate it because I already feel so incredibly stressed right now, I don't need him to add onto it.
I'm feeling really left out. It's my fault though. Veronica and Rebecca, our neighbor hang out all the time. They don't really ask me to hang out with them, but I guess they just figure I'll come if I want...and to be honest, I don't really want to. I don't know why.
Its been 3 weeks and I'm still not comfortable here. I'm so unsure of everything. I don't even think what I'm majoring in is what I want to do. I hate that I have no idea what I want in my life. I just majored in this because I thought I needed a major. I never really gave it any thought. Now I'm feeling like I'm screwing everything up.
Its been 3 weeks and I still get extremely nervous when I go to class. I don't know what exactly I'm nervous about. I'm just a nervous person.
Mom wants me to go out and do things and make friends. I can't do that. I don't like going out around here...unless it's with Nicole because I feel comfortable around her. She's the only person I feel comfortable with around here.
I still hate it here. I'm going home tomorrow again. I've gone home every weekend...which is exactly what people told me not to do. Oh well. If I don't go home I'll just be here miserable.
It sucks that I'm still sitting here crying about being here. I thought that maybe by now I'd be feeling comfortable, but I don't. I can't wait to go home and on Sunday when I have to come back I'm going to be miserable. This place makes me miserable.
I wish I wasn't so unsure of everything. I wish I wasn't so shy.
At least I'm going home tomorrow.