So, freshman orientation at ND has ended. I suppose I now know more or less what's happening, where I should be when, and what life here is like. Right.
I might as well start with a vauge play by play. Thursday night I arrived in South Bend but slept in a hotel cause it was too late to move in. Friday I moved my junk in with the help of the Frosh O staff, bought a fridge and lamp, unpacked, toured campus, and mostly hung with the parents until the party that night. We picked up Farley, a girl's dorm, and took them to the local dance club at Legends for a karaoke party. Saturday I overslept and ran over with some other 3NS boys to the dining hall where we ate with cavenaugh. Saturday night was Domerfest, a big dance party thing in the Joyce center. I mostly hung with a few guys and talked to some St. M's chicks. They actually had no idea how to get back to St. M's, so we walked 'em halfway. Sunday we did a mass, said goodbye to the parents (which was...remarkably hard. It made me realize how real it was that I'm not going "home" for a while. And that this is supposed to be my "home".) Then we had a dance with St. M's that night, after learning the football cheers. The girls we talked to forgot the shuttle didn't run that night, so it was almost 1:30 before we began heading back...down the dark unlit path where girls are raped and guys are robbed. Guess we were too manly, as nothing happened to us. Monday I had a seminar to get faculty opinions, met with FT and my RA, went to a soccergame, and pretty much hung out. Tuesday (today) was the first day of classes. For engingeering we did a group project where we had to get a golf ball from point a to point b without touching it. I had the brilliant idea to just put it in a playdough container and throw it. The teacher loved it and called my team brilliant. Gotta love praise from the teacher on the first day. I guess my daily lesson is that the simple answers are often best, even if they feel like cheating. My psych class got switched, but the teacher seems cool. He's a flaming liberal, which is fun, but is quite intelligent. Looks like my grade in that class is totally participation and term paper based...no final. That'll be nice.
What else to say... homesickness isn't a sickness. There's just that ever-present feeling of lacking, knowing something's missing. Things just aren't the same here. ND is awesome, its like JHS 5 times bigger (or more...) but some JHS things are lacking. I keep looking for my friends. I keep wondering why it feels like I haven't seen my family in a few days. I think I'm lucky I did a lot of long days during school. Its the only thing letting me get through this. Well, that and knowing I have people that will love me no matter what. And the tastes of home I get every day.
Life certainly changes...I feel older already. Added responcibilty and all.
I love you! (and miss you so much...)
Posted by Viper37 at August 21, 2005 11:18 PM