I am sick. Turns out that my throat burning on day three was actually the beginnings of a horrible cold that is now in full force. I barely survived Philosophy 1000 this morning and spent the whole afternoon curled up in bed with a Kleenex box. I guess it’s a good thing I have a single, because no one disturbed me. On the other hand, it’s kind of sad and weird that no one disturbed me. I suddenly realized that I could sleep all weekend, or all month or all semester if I wanted to, and no one would notice. It’s finally hitting me that even though university feels like summer camp, it’s not. It’s school for grown ups, and grown ups have to get take care of themselves.
I feel a little better now, I’m just lonely I guess. I’ve made friends here, but not the visit-you-when-you’re-sick kind of friends. Not that I expected that, I mean, it’s only been a week. I just miss my friends from home, and my dad, and my brother. I guess I thought it would all come a lot more naturally than it has. I thought I would make lifelong friends instantly and I would constantly be invited to parties and I would never feel homesick. It sounds really stupid when I say it like this now, but that really is what I thought.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I’m here. I really like my classes, I like the city, and I like the independence. I keep reminding myself that the first few weeks of high school were like this too. I remember not knowing anyone, and sitting by myself in the cafeteria. Just like now, I had trouble finding people I really clicked with. I just need to remind myself that in high school I met some of the most amazing people I know, and by grade 12 I had a tight group of friends that I love to death. I’m sure that will happen here, I just have to push through for a little bit.
Damn, this post is depressing. I didn’t mean for it to happen. I really did want to post a whole week of fun and exciting frosh posts, that’s just not how it went. There have been some fun things though, I swear. I joined intramural soccer with my Harry Potter-like friend, and I’m also going to try Quidditch tomorrow. I have no idea how you do that without flying, but apparently you still need a broom. The journalism social group also meets tomorrow, and then Rent auditions start next week. I hope my voice is fine by then because I really want to be in it! I’m not an awesome singer, but I’m decent and being part of a musical is so much fun. I’m also hopefully going to write for the school paper, and maybe join student government. It’s going to be A LOT of stuff for sure, but I’m looking forward to staying busy. Plus, the more stuff I join, the more likely I’ll meet people who I have stuff in common with.
First I have to get over this cold though. Ughhh I feel like ass. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck and then shoved through a meat grinder and then chopped up in a giant Slap Chop. Feel me? The moral of this story is that my body cannot handle a week of cheering all day and sleeping four hours a night. Go figure.