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So I moved in today and, surprise, surprise, I am not happy. It isn't my roomate - she is a doll. It isn't my schedule - for the most part, my classes are fine. It's just the feeling that I FREAKING HATE IT!
The dorm and hall meetings were fine. The RAs seem to be pretty level-headed people, and the girls in the hall are nice...so far. However, I haven't cried as hard as I did today since my Grandma's funeral. I couldn't even walk away from my mom without crying. Maybe this isn't the same for the rest of you, but to me, my mom is one of my best friends. To be so far from her for so long is going to hurt me more than I could ever imagine. I'm going to stop writing now...I have to be up early for breakfast before Megan and I tackle the obstacle of rearranging the room. No way are we keeping the bunkbeds. |