I was so excited as Friday rolled around because I could go home! I may only live 30 minutes away (by car), but I have never been so relieved to be in my own house. Last week was....well, to put it simply, brutal for me. While I enjoyed all my classes, and think that it'll be a great year, academically, I am quite unsure about living in residence. I don't think I've ever cried so about going home before and not living here anymore.
Even as I left my family and everything to head of to Japan 4 years ago for 10 weeks, I still don't think it was as hard or brutal as living in residence is. Why? I have no frikkin' clue. I haven't made really many friends, which is probably the reason why. I can't even say I want to try because I don't really like the people on my floor. Now, that's not completely true, because there are some cool people, but most of them just aren't my kinds of people. I have some friends in totem who I'm gonna hang out with later this week hopefully, and I'm hoping it will help me branch out because that's how people get to know each other. They meet people who know other people and introduce you to them. So I'm hoping.
My mom and I talked to this weekend, and she says it takes a while to become adjusted. I don't know how true that is. I'm giving it till December...if not, I want to go home. It's just hard for me, because I do require friendship attention to feel 'fulfilled' and the fact that I'm not finding it is actually quite painful for me!
I'm gonna try and branch out. and if that doesn't work...well, i'm heading home, I guess.
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