Well, as you may be able to guess, quite a bit has gone down since my last post. After all, I STARTED COLLEGE! And boy, is it a heck of a ride, haha.
Let's do a quick recap of the last three months...
In the middle of August, I moved in and had Orientation Week. Met a lot of people, made a few friends, and did a bunch of activities with quite a few different people. Was fun, and I'm still kinda friends with a few peeps I met from that week. Really gave me a base for my social life, I suppose. And then classes started and then blahhh... Haha, jkjk, it's really not that bad, as long as you like your professor/TAs/class subject and are willing to put effort into the classes.
Well, September came around and I started hanging out excessively much in this one dorm (not my own). I mainly stayed because I had quite a few friends there, but I realized quickly that I felt like an outsider. Most of the people who I stuck around there were part of this giant friend group; they lived together, ate together, did homework together, etc., etc. And because I lived in a different dorm, it was impossible for me to become fully integrated into that friend group. So I felt a bit down and like I was excluded. When I felt like this, I just headed to Beebe Lake and stared at the water for a while. I called Beebe Lake "Therapist No. 1" because it calmed me down and made me feel happy. On multiple instances, I went there to sing to the lake as loud and as horribly as I wanted to. There's this one rock that has since become "my spot." While that's all great and sad and whatever, also in September, I joined the ULTIMATE FRISBEE TEAM! At a club fair, I had actually checked out the track and field club first, but when I realized it was basically a running + jumping club, I quickly lost interest. After making a bunch of different stops at clubs that I was interested in (all fun clubs--I didn't want to bog myself down too much in terms of workload), I saw the ultimate stand. I had actually gone to an ultimate party before and got the whole spiel of what the sport's about, but I wasn't interested at the time. Well, when I realized that the track and field club was not for me, I wanted to find a new athletic home. And I found frisbee. I gave a shrug, thought "why not," went to a practice, and that was the start of that. I made a heck of a lot of new friends since, and it's been uber uber fun. I like it so much that I've gone to all of the tournaments and most of the practices so far! (I got deathly sick for a week so I didn't go to two practices then, and once out of the three practices a week, I can't make practice due to other commitments.) I didn't make the A team during tryouts, but you know what? I'm happy. I'm glad to be part of Cornell's Thorny Roses.
Then, in October, after coming home from an ultimate tournament, I suddenly stopped getting the urge to go to the dorm that I excessively went to. I think I finally realized that that dorm didn't make me feel happy and that it was a bit toxic for me to hang around there. Even more so when I thought that certain people didn't want me there. So yep, I just chilled in my own dorm. And then I made other friends and started hanging out with them more. And yep, yep, life is good. I also got into a project team! It's called Engineers for a Sustainable World. I'm on the Renewable Energy Design (RED) subteam, working with Team Bike Charger. Is all good stuff. Still trying to understand what's going on, but I made even MORE frands (wow, congrats! You have friends? ...... ;-; )!
Yeah, November was a thing. I feel like it's gone by in a pretty mundane way. Just the typical freak the heck out because prelims (think midterms, but for a third of the semester), hang out with people, Thanksgiving shabang. Oh but Thanksgiving though... Many many thanks to this frisbee friend of mine for inviting me over to her aunt's place, cos got damn that was a pretty epic hot pot meal. Also, that freaking pie was so freaking delicious and ahhhhh, I'm definitely going to be uber fat after ingesting all this pie and banana bread that I was allowed to take home but I KNOW IT'S WORTH IT. Also, lemme just say that their dog is the goodest good boi around in town.
Which reminds me... A month into college, I realized that I had lost 10 pounds. A short while ago, I weighed myself again, and I realized that I've maintained this weight = I'm a healthy gril. :)
Anywho, that's an update on my life! Until next time! :D