Firstly, one of my roommates got me sick. Which I expected to happen at some point, but if this starts happening all the time then I'm going to need more tissues for my SniffleBot.
But besides for the awful sinus headache, I'm pretty happy this weekend. Thats most because my roomies are doing stuff for sorority recruitment (and since I don't believe I've mentioned this: sororities at Cal Poly don't have houses (hence why they're rooming in the dorms) and my roomies are sophomores this year(which is why they are already a part of the sorority)) So for most of the light hours of this weekend I will have the room all to myself, which really helps when the room is this small.
Onto my view of college: Maybe I had my hopes up to much for college, but at least in the dorms its high school all over again. And depending on how well you know me you may or may not already know that I pretty much hated high school. I think my biggest problem is that I had been wanted to be out of high school for so long that I pictured college to be my perfect sanctuary. Now that I'm here its not really want I wanted to escape to. Don't get me wrong its not all bad here: I've met tons of great people, I'm studying the things I want to, and I've gained a lot of freedom and independence. I just really hate all the immaturity, which was also my biggest problem with high school. In the dorms there's a lot of noise that you find you just have to deal with-- most of it you tune out or it isn't a big deal. It one thing to talk in the hallway, to make jokes, to laugh, to make plans, to say hello, but why is it that some people find it necessary to run down the halls screaming or chasing each other? Maybe some people enjoy this type of dorm experience, but this is not for me-- I don't belong-- I just don't fit.
Some of people say that you should have fun in college because this is the best time of your life. In my opinion, I find that notion to be depressing and ridiculous that. I think that you can have fun at any point in your life. Its about the people you surround yourself with. And maybe thats my issue, I don't have anybody that I'm really close to here. A year ago when I had my NASA internship I enjoyed it not because of what I was doing but because my co-workers were amazing. My co-workers made working fun, they made me laugh and enjoy myself and being in their company and these weren't college students. They were making what they do everyday, 40 hours a week more bearable.
Also, I am not a party person by any meaning or standards. I'm not a club person either. I don't like loud music, I don't like feeling left out, I don't like crowds, I HATE people touching or bumping into me. I'm anti-social and have more phobias and anxiety problems that I have fingers to count them on (unless I'm counting in Binary... but I digress). I have issues, and I deal with them by not dealing with large groups. While it may sound miserable I'd rather be at home typing on my blog or even doing homework than somewhere where I'm uncomfortable and will lead to a panic attack. Let's take Robo Prom as an example, this last year when our robotics team hosted it we had more than 500 people show up. Everyone was crammed on and around the dance floor dancing to their nerdy hearts' content. I was helping take money to get in (our team was putting this on after all) toward the end of the dance my friend Lauren dragged me out to the dance floor, where I made it about 2 songs before I started hyperventilating because of the other people pressing past me and bumping into me while dancing. So, I left the dance floor and returned to the door area where I talked to some of the other members of the team that were not dancing and had a much more enjoyable time. This was my "Senior Prom." This is a glimpse of what it was like in there:
(Photo Credit: Kiley Craft)
Since, this post ended up being longer than I planned I'm going to end it all here and I'm going to try to work out a more reliable posting schedule in the future
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