Aug 21, 2004 13:27
It has been a long and trying day, but I really think it went ok. The day started out as any day would when leaving the beach house. At that, moment fear or loneliness had not hit quiet yet. The drive to the school was longer then the ride home would have been, but it went by so fast. I was glad that I was just with my mom. I love my father, but on my last day with them, I did not want to get into an argument. When we reached UNF, it was utter confusion. My mom had made a comment about it being like Lyman’s parking lot only larger. I think that I would have preferred to be there knowing that every night I would be going back to my own house and bed, rather than coming to a dorm occupied with two other people.
My roommates seem nice, but I do not think I will ever consider them friends. As I walked around campus, I noticed that everyone had their friends, roommates, or boy/girlfriends to walk, talk, and have someone here to experience this completely new thing called college . . . and here I am . . .ALONE!!! I think that it might be difficult for me to make friends here. If I don’t than maybe this is not the best place for me, and I every well know that my parents wouldn’t mind pulling me out at anytime if I wasn’t happy. I miss everyone so much; not all my thoughts about how my life here would be are what I had hoped.
Around five or six, I do not really remember, I went and walked around campus (again). When I said I walked I really walked, I walked clear across campus to the aquatics center to look up the times that it would be open. I would have just hopped on my lab top and go online to look up this information, but I cannot get a connection at all. I found after many failed attempts that I needed an Ethernet cable (that I do not have); but I think it was good for me to walk all the way down there. On the up side, I think I will end up losing weight being here, due to having to walk to class from the farthest dorms on campus. Since I do not have any friends here (yet) and I would think of myself as a loser if I did not get out of my room.
After talking with my mother on the phone earlier tonight, I made the decision to go see the movie (Thirteen Going on 30) on The Green (just a large open patch of grass). I walked all the way there and looked at my watch, I had the right time, but no one was around. I did not want to turn around, because that would be running away. I cannot run away from my problems (shyness . . . can you believe it!) Therefore, I waited around watching people coming out of the arts building (thank gawd I stayed) and I heard these very loud people questioning where the movie was. It felt good to know that I was not the only confused person. Following people, I realized where the movie would play. I am so glad I went to see it; I would have to say it made my day.
As I lie with Jason’s orange sweater in my arms, I can only think about how many times I cried today. I miss him and my friends so much, not to mention my parents.
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!