"Dorkiness," down Port and Orientation in Inside My Head

  • Jan. 31, 2014, 6:03 p.m.
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"Dorkiness," down Port and Orientation 6/10/2002

I have been trying to post entries but for the longest time I couldn't because I kept getting error messages.

I love having my own room. I think all colleges should let their students have single rooms. It would make my life so much more pleasurable. I'm definitely not looking forward to spending another year in an open double with a stranger. Worse yet, Binghamton housing informed me that since I'm a transfer student, I'm at the bottom of the totem pole, so to speak. Therefore, due to lack of housing, they're putting most of the transfers at the local Holiday Inn. Which means I have to take a bus to and from campus, I have to travel to my dining hall, and its going to be a hell of a lot harder to meet people since I'm off campus. ::sigh::

I'm one of those really weird people who doesn't like college. I'm horribly shy when I first meet people. I always feel like I'm going to say something stupid, or what I have to sya is just boring. At my volunteer interview at the local job I told the guy I was a camp counseling instead of a camp counselor. I stutter slightly too, which doesn't help me. So yeah, throwing me into a situation with a bunch of strangers just doesn't appeal to me. The fact that my roommate treated me like crap doesn't help, or the rejection of twelve sororities and the position as an RA doesn't bolster my confidence in my personality either. I hate being alone, despite popular belief; it's just I'm comfortable in my room, painting and daydreaming, because then its just me. I have no-one to impress.

I'm going up to Binghamton for my orientation from July 12-13. I have to take organic chemistry (which I've been reading up on over the summer), biology, an art studio, and an Englisg class. In SU I was exempt from English classes because of my AP credits, but apparently Binghamton wants me to take a year's worth of English anyway. Ah well. Hopefully, I'll get the English professors I want. My sister is an English major, so she helped me out with picking out which profs are good.

As for my family, my sibs have been a giant pain in the ass, but that's nothing unusual. John waits until the last minute to study. Last night we were up until almost one in the morning going over chemistry. It's ironic that I can teach chem because it's one of my strongest subject, yet Prof. Vincow gave me a C+ in the class. If science tests weren't designed so people fail, things would be a lot easier. But anyway...

Last night was actually a lot of fun. My sister and I were fighting because she has a bad habit of not doing anything around the house so I end up doing them. We were getting along at dinner, wgich we all went out to a diner. Usually we have these big, home-cooked meals at our house, which is great, but it makes going out to dinner a special occasion. Then we decided to go down to the marina to get ice cream. The awesome thing about living on Long Island is that you're ten minutes away from the Long Island Sound. In my town the marina, which everyone just calls "Port," is two minute from where I live. There's this great little town down Port with ice cream shops, restaurants, cute little houses, a small mall, etc. I love going down there. So we all got ice ceam but cut the night short because it was cold and no-one was wearing a jacket except me.

I'm a dork, I love hanging out with my family, as much as we fight. My dad's usually working, and Becca's normally out with her entourage of friends, John is at the age where its "embarrassing" to be seen with one's family on a Sunday night. I think I'm happiest when everyone in my immediate family is together. I don't know why, its just so comforting to me.

I'm just immature I guess.

Later

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