| Title: | Untitled |
| Topics: | life |
| Date: | 2008-04-12 @ 09:55 |
| Security: | public |
| Music: | David Cook - Billie Jean |
So. I'm in Waco (well, not at this very moment, at this very moment, I'm in Dallas, but that's because I cannot live without Internet in my apartment, but in reality, for the month of April, I'm in Waco, without Internet). Waco, where I actually (stupidly) volunteered to go (I didn't know about the no Internet thing), because I thought I'd get to stay with a friend of mine, and it would all fun all the time. Instead, my friend was scheduled to do her rotation way earlier, and so I had to get to know a brand new person.
Now, while apparently I have no shame in putting out all my shit on the Internet, I'm actually really
really shy and reserved in real life. I am pretty sure that I have some social anxiety. Anyway, I managed to work myself up almost to the point of tears by the time I drove down to Waco Monday morning for orientation; I mean, all I could think about was "new town, new rotation, AND new roommate", and that just kept cycling over and over, and there were points where I seriously wanted to pull my car over and just throw up.
It hasn't been that bad. It rarely ever
is that bad. The roommate is nice - turned out that we went to the same high school, she was just in the year above me, and we get along pretty well. The people at the rotation site are also nice enough, and the workload hasn't been that heavy (yet). The apartment is pretty awful (do NOT even get me started on all the bugs, it's so disgusting, and y'all know how I am about bugs. Also, it clearly was never cleaned after the previous students moved out, which is kind of gross. I'm messy, but that's my own dirt. This is someone else's.) The town is...small. I definitely feel like I stick out a bit more, because I'm not in the appropriate demographic group, or whatever. And I miss the ease of having the internet at my fingertips, the way I do at home. But for a month, I suppose I can survive.
One thing's for sure, though, I'm not a small town sort of person. I couldn't live there for an extended period of time; I'd lose my mind.
Anyway, this is a very long convoluted way to say that if I don't comment on your posts, I'm sorry - I tried catching up on the week last night, but I got so tired, I ended up just reading, and not really feeling like commenting. And I think that will be the pattern for the rest of the month.