almost jumping

So here I am in Chicago. And I've just realized, that I am very, very alone. I mean, I'm not upset or feeling lonely. I just know now that there is really no one here at all that knows me. No one to eat with, no one to walk with, no one to talk to. I kinda had some bizarre assumption that I'd get here and I have friends and support (that was stupid of me). Give it time Anna Rae, give it time. Everyone is nice and friendly, I just don't know them, and I'm not in the type of situation that makes it easy to get to know them.

My dorm is awesome. I'm on the third floor, and I have a nice window (with a view of nothing at all, just trees and an ugly building). I have more closet space and storage space than I do in my room in Seattle. There is bed to the left, a desk to the right against the wall, an armchair right next to that. And a dresser at the foot of the bed against the wall. Its old, painted white, with a linoleum floor that has tan and black specks. I'd have taken pictures, but I don't have a camera. I ordered a new camera online, and then they emailed me back saying the order had been cancelled, this pissed me off a lot. I'll fix the problem soon enough, then you'll see exactly what I'm talking about.

Today I got to Chicago with my aunt and cousin at around 12ish, we moved all my crap into my room and then I ran around campus getting all sorts of amazing free things. A free bag, free food, free pencils, free frisbee, free water bottle, free everything! Freebie heaven! Then there was a long talk in this ornate old chapel on campus. we arrived too late and there was no more room in the chapel, we were hearded into another room where we watched every one give their speeches on a screen with a live feed directly from the chapel. After that I walked with all the other kids to a football field. We had to stand in the shape of an '10 and they took an aerial shot of us. It was overwhelming walking down through campus to that feild. People were hugging their parents and crying. The emotions were vibrating through the air. As the parents left and we continued our walk, upperclassman stood and watched us from the outside of the walkway. They held signs, yelling and cheering us on. I felt a bit awkward just standing amongst everyone on that field. Many people know at least one person, or have roommates. I wandered, talked to a couple people, moved on.

Afterwards we met up with the rest of the people in our house and ate dinner, which was good, I had a burrito, pasta, and ice cream. Not balanced, I know, but this was my first meal. I was excited.

CRAZIEST THINGS EVER! At the table as we ate I found out that my resident head has BEEN to VASHON. His brother-in-law lives there! and then, another girl at the table was saying that her mom is from France so she visits often. I asked her where she was from and she said... ANNECY. What??? How small is this crazy world we live in. I flipped out when she said that.

So here I am, pretty happy, and really, very excited.