Going home was bizarre. I just wanted to be back here. And so I came back and then everyone left me. How sad. I still sort of feel like I'm not like anyone here...and then at the same time I'm feeling less and less original...
Met some major creepers last night... And some pretty cool guys tonight. It's very hit or miss. But even with the cool ones it's so hard to connect. Overshadowed as always. No real biggie. I just want to have my people and to be comfortable with them. I'm getting there, I guess. It's a shame I suck so bad at interacting.
But I definitely am still loving it. We knocked on all the guys' rooms on our floor tonight and talked to some pretty cool guys with blacklights. Why do boys never have lights on? Why do they only play video games? Why do they not answer their doors or keep them open? Why do they always have girlfriends? We may never know.
I'm working on it, I'm working on it... I hope I'm right. Otherwise...ouch.
**So obviously desperate, so desperately obvious**
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