Friends and Frats

I realize I am not writing every day anymore but college it turns out is like one, long continuous social event. I'm never really alone, I'm always with people even if I'm in my boxer shorts. Usually I'm the sort of person who needs my alone time but I'm finding that so far I'm loving all the excitement. I'm sure it will wear off in a few weeks but right now I'm just glad to have such great new friends.

I feel like so much has happened since I last updated. I've gone out to more overly-crowded and overly-stereotypical frat parties. I've made a ton of new friends, specifically some really awesome people on my floor. And I've gone to my first college football game.

I was starting to worry that my floor wouldn't become friends. People kept their doors closed and any friendships had been either pre-existing or early-born and early-closed. But Lisa and I kept our door open in an effort to be social that also doubled as a means to coax a nonexistent breeze through our stifling hot little room. Since my dorm is right across from the boys' bathroom we caught every guy walking past and quickly struck up conversations and started making friends. It seems so strange to think that it was only Thursday that we first hung out with the boys from 725 and the girls from 715. Now it feels like we've been friends for so long. We've already celebrated a birthday together and have inside jokes and planned a future business endeavor.

I'm still adjusting to living several states away from my best friends. Video chat, the great invention of the 21st century, can only do so much. It's hard for me to get a text from a distraught friend and not be able to be by her side to comfort her. Sigh.

Overall, though, I'm having fun. Sometimes I just stop in my tracks and think to myself, "This is just so COLLEGE," because really, everything I've heard about college has turned out to be true. From the slutty girls and creeper guys at the frat parties to the cheap beer to the drunken school spirit on game day (drinking before noon when still hungover from the night before) to the dormcest*.


In other news, my mom won a gold medal at Worlds in Vienna for rowing. She's been competing in World Championships with her crew team all week and she came in first in one of her races. Pretty fucking amazing.

That's all for today. It's the third day of my four day weekend so I'm taking it easy and planning on actually getting some work done because that's part of college, too. You know, learning and shit.


*Hooking up with someone on your floor. I may or may not be guilty of such a charge. And by "may or may not" I mean...definitely guilty. But that's whole different can of worms that I'm just letting sit unnoticed for a while so I can enjoy my life.