I had quit. I was done. I am an adult now with adult things to do which don't involve updating this fucking blog. But I can't go eat lunch until my computer is done installing its HP updates. So here I am.

I've been here at the U of I for about a month and a half now. To be completely honest, I am having kind of a rough time. I'm extraordinarily homesick, I miss Ethan desperately, and I really haven't made a single friend.

But in some ways, this is a good environment for me. It's very veggie-friendly; there's a vegetarian cafeteria just a quick jog away, and I've become quite active in the Campus Vegetarian Society, which has provided me with the closest thing to social contact I've had since I arrived.

I love my classes. I'm not getting sick of just doing music all the time - I'm really digging it. I thought it might make me sad to forfeit all those other humanities I loved so much, but I can get those outside of classes. I've been reading a lot - for my own enjoyment - which I could never do in high school, and I guess that has taken the place of the English classes I used to love so much.

I would say that I am enjoying the freedom, but I really don't feel like I have any more freedom now than I did my senior year in high school. I guess I do in the sense that I don't have to be called in if I'm going to miss class, but that's really a small thing. But in regards to my personal coming-and-going habits, it's pretty much the same. I have more free time, since I only have class an average of 4.5 hours per day (plus ensemble rehearsals, study time, and practice time).

I have failed to bond with my roommate. This is mostly because she watches rap videos on BET and fucking Laguna Beach twenty-four hours a day. She doesn't seem to have any thoughts or opinions, or interest in anything in particular. When I announced that I was speaking with the RD about finding a new roommate, her response was, "OK." She wasn't curious why. She didn't want to know the details. She just kept watching TV. Good fucking riddance.

I think that over the course of my four years in high school, I managed to weed out all the dull/annoying people and surround myself primarily with interesting and fun people, but now I'm floating around in a giant sea of dull and annoying people. I'm sure some of them are awesome, but it's just such an overwhelming task to locate these people. So I'm just holding off on the whole making friends thing. Maybe the stork will drop a group of cool and funny and smart people right *plop* in my lap. Maybe.

Anywho, maybe if I start updating again, I'll start getting better at it. That's my oblique way of saying that I think I'm going to start blogging again. Even if it does eat up lots of valuable time.

I'm back, bitches!

posted at 1:38 PM by Alison

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