Hi all. I am doing way better. I went to the transfer orientation at Rowan today. It was like 800 people there. It made me nervous, and shy, but I am that way anyway. I mean, there was 108 communications majors. No Muslims, not even any Asians really. I was a wreck, then I met someone. He was kinda nice, he made me feel comfortable for a second, but I bet I will never see him again, or he will ignor me. ohs well. It was nice while it lasted.
My cousin is talking to me again. I am SO happy about that, I mean, my bro is back!! I am so tired, but excited about today, it was such a cool day, even though my ID pic is a mess. I will just show my BCC ID, or cover my facewith my thumb, kinda like the barber in the Curtis cartoons, and his pics.
I am getting sick again. Not that I ever got over my last illness, but I am still full of coughs like say I gots sars or something. I think it was because I was around people today, or because I was in the middle of the boondocks. Why is it that my colleges have to be in the woods? Pemberton, the BCC main campus is in the Pine Barrens or something, and Rowan is in Glassboro, which is like in the middle of Peach country according to some signs I saw (Funny though, i didnt see any peach trees...)
So my goals for Rowan? I wanna get my GPA up. 3.0 is good, but I want at least a 3.44 or something. I wanna be kum laude. I know, I never cared before, but now I wanna do good. Maybe I can meet some people. I hope so, because I was lonely today and I know there were people from my dormer school, heck, my former CLASSES, but they ignored me and I stayed in my own world. Speaking of which, I saw this HUGE red ant today, it was like a centimeter long. I was staring and following it, I must've looked like a total freak, oh well, I don't care. I love nature and I loved the campus. It was old and stuff, but I felt at home. Shy and afraid, lonely and nervous, but at home. Kinda like I did my first few days in Syria.
I miss Syria. I miss the Shawarmas, and the trips to get booza, going to the dookan for some gum and junk food, drinking loads of "wine" (strawberry sodas), eating loads and losing weight. walking to the rich part of town, those nights at popeys, and that cafe, my girls know what I'm talkin about. I miss not being in by curfew, even if it's by like 1 minute. I miss sneaking out, by telling the aneesahs that I was going to the dukan, knowing I was going to waste my money in the internet cafe, or some other way. I even miss people coming to me asking about my friend. and her telling me to tell them NO, man, I really miss that place, and it's been 2 years. how sad.
Well, I am tired, so i'm off. Until i confess some more...
My cousin is talking to me again. I am SO happy about that, I mean, my bro is back!! I am so tired, but excited about today, it was such a cool day, even though my ID pic is a mess. I will just show my BCC ID, or cover my facewith my thumb, kinda like the barber in the Curtis cartoons, and his pics.
I am getting sick again. Not that I ever got over my last illness, but I am still full of coughs like say I gots sars or something. I think it was because I was around people today, or because I was in the middle of the boondocks. Why is it that my colleges have to be in the woods? Pemberton, the BCC main campus is in the Pine Barrens or something, and Rowan is in Glassboro, which is like in the middle of Peach country according to some signs I saw (Funny though, i didnt see any peach trees...)
So my goals for Rowan? I wanna get my GPA up. 3.0 is good, but I want at least a 3.44 or something. I wanna be kum laude. I know, I never cared before, but now I wanna do good. Maybe I can meet some people. I hope so, because I was lonely today and I know there were people from my dormer school, heck, my former CLASSES, but they ignored me and I stayed in my own world. Speaking of which, I saw this HUGE red ant today, it was like a centimeter long. I was staring and following it, I must've looked like a total freak, oh well, I don't care. I love nature and I loved the campus. It was old and stuff, but I felt at home. Shy and afraid, lonely and nervous, but at home. Kinda like I did my first few days in Syria.
I miss Syria. I miss the Shawarmas, and the trips to get booza, going to the dookan for some gum and junk food, drinking loads of "wine" (strawberry sodas), eating loads and losing weight. walking to the rich part of town, those nights at popeys, and that cafe, my girls know what I'm talkin about. I miss not being in by curfew, even if it's by like 1 minute. I miss sneaking out, by telling the aneesahs that I was going to the dukan, knowing I was going to waste my money in the internet cafe, or some other way. I even miss people coming to me asking about my friend. and her telling me to tell them NO, man, I really miss that place, and it's been 2 years. how sad.
Well, I am tired, so i'm off. Until i confess some more...
posted by Lavender Blackwell at 12:55 AM
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