College, I suspect, eats up time and space.
It's been, what, two months, two and a half, since I left Chicago for the little town Galesburg and Knox College. It feels like no time at all. It feels like forever. Coming home was at once exciting and strange. I was one of the very last people in my suite to leave, so I basically had a whole day to myself. It was that day that made me think (when I didn't have a headache, but that isn't important).
I have always been very fortunate in respect to making friends. In fact, I don't really make them. I find them. Or maybe they find me, I haven't quite figured out how to describe it. But I have never had trouble falling in with a good group of people who, for some reason or other, manage to look past my usual silence and think I'm not half bad. I couldn't even tell you how the group of friends I refer to as my suitemates for simplicity's sake (we do all live in the same building, and even on the same floor except for one) got together. It was too long ago and it happened very fast. We came to college, and we became friends, and that was that. About two thirds of the way through the term we realized that though we considered ourselves good friends we really didn't know all that much about one another, and we wondered what would happen over breaks. Some were worried our friendships might not hold. I admitted it was a possibility, but I never really entertained the idea. Call it optimism or instinct, I felt and feel that we were and will continue to be good friends, despite that fact that, admitedly, we really don't know each other very well.
That's not at all where I intended that to go but whatever. They're important. And I like my suitemates. I suppose the only other solid group of friends I have is the fencing team, who are also wonderful as I've said before. then there are people in my classes who are kind of my friends, but I don't talk to them enough outside of class to put them firmly in the 'Friend' category. I hope that will change, because they're pretty cool too. Anyway. I think what I was getting to was that college is going well, and I'm doing well, and I'm not sure what to make of the fact that I'm getting into adult-y things.
Well. I'm home now. And until January. Having trimesters is pretty sweet. I've already had one get-together with some old friends, and one crazy midnight-on-Black-Friday-morning raid on Walmart with another friend. We didn't even buy anything. We just went because, well, why not? It was fun and very very cold and we got to bother the people camped outside Best Buy. I've spent the --dear god, nearly a week now-- well, most of the time enjoying a not slow youtube and adding lots of music to my laptop. You only realize how much music you don't have until you can't get to it.
That's enough for now, I think. I have to change my moodtheme. I'm making some changes to a Holmes one but I was getting frustrated with photobucket so I haven't gotten back to it yet XD.
IT'S SNOWING!!! ONLY FLURRIES BUT STILL. SNOW!
...and I have to take figure out what I'm doing for christmas presents. And what I'm saying for my gold award when I get it sunday. aaaahhh Why is there stuff to do?