First Day

So what is pregolom.com?  Because according to Blogger, it and Facebook are the main traffic link thingies.  Well, thank you, good people of pregolom.com for reading my blog.  If someone wants to follow that link for me, I would greatly appreciate and admire your bravery.

How weird is it to have a blog?  I mean, I'm not a "blogger" or at least I wouldn't say I was.  But I dunno, aren't I supposed to be a cool college kid?  Aren't I supposed to be out actually living life, and not pouring my thoughts into a computer for people elsewhere to read.  Right now, at the beginning of the school year, you must not become the weird blogger girl.  First impressions are everything.  Unless blogging isn't a bad thing.  I dunno, I always feel weird.  I'm gonna keep this up though, because some people at home might be wondering my progress through life.  Or complete strangers who actually enjoy my writing.  Either or.

Also, any UNE people who may be reading this, first, welcome.  I hope not to offend, I'll be writing about people I find interesting or who I befriend.  If you do happen to come across this, if you could not mention it, that would be great.  I embarrass easily and glow red.  I promise I'll never be mean about people, I rarely have mean thoughts.  That is a lie. 

Perhaps I own too much red stuff?  Even my food is red.  Well, food boxes.

Anyways, the reason you have all come here was not to hear me ramble.  Well, actually, it was.  But not about the above things.  You want to hear about my college experience and today was the first day!!  So we drove up yesterday, which is good because one can't expect me to drive four hours, move in my stuff, say goodbye to my parents(1), attend some ceremonies, and then have a social life.  All the way to 12:30, might I add?  Which is my normal bed time at home, but not tonight!  I'm staying up until my roommate gets back, because I don't like going to bed when my roommate is out.  I get (very slightly) worried about her and also I'd rather not be interrupted in my sleeping.  Its not like I get grumpy, I just... I dunno.  Depends how late she stays out.  We haven't really discussed staying out late and such yet, because I haven't actually seen her much.  She has her people, I have my people.  But its all okay, because in the end, we both have people, don't we?

I was lucky, because when we went to check in, I saw people I knew almost right away.  We were filling out paperwork.  Or more of I was filling out paperwork (how adult of me).  I saw JoLanna come to sign in.  I looked at her and smiled, then returned to my paperwork.  She came to sit with me.  We didn't really talk, but it was cool.  I even saw Meghan, my orientation roommate.  She sat at the same table.

Turns out my roommate is here.  She was sleeping.  I did not notice...signing off.

(1) - Oh my god, a footnote.  How advanced am I?  Sorry for the hard of seeing.  Well, actually anyone.  This must be hard to read.  Anywho, I used to get upset staying overnight for only one night when I went to my cousins' houses, and they live right down the street.  So this is much more intense.  But I am older now, so hey, I'm alright.  So far.