Shift
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Well, nothing that exciting, really. But I decided to go to an out of state college and live on my own, which is huge for me. I mean, I got accepted to an in state college and I could have shared an apartment with two of the three friends I have. And I would have been content with my life and wouldn't feel the need to change. Buuuut, I decided not to take the easy way out and I thought I'd let you know how my first quarter went (I'm back home now for winter break).
For the most part, I found that I was actually less depressed than I had been living at home. Well, except for one incident, which is as good a place to start as any, I suppose.
For the first quarter, we don't get to choose our classes. I got stuck in Public Speaking. My first speech didn't go so well (panic attack and I started crying and just quit) but after that all my speeches were A's and B's. I was feeling proud of myself and excited that I could actually have an A in public speaking, which no one thought I'd be able to do. My therapist even told me that I shouldn't take that class.
Then, we were assigned a group speech. Worst thing that ever happened to me in my life (at least while in Savannah, including the time I was grabbed on the street by some guy while I was walking to class). I got put into a group with three catty girls. I was ostracized and bullied the entire time I was working with them because I'm quiet. Also, half of the grade on the group project is given to you by the other group members, so of course they all gave me a terrible grade despite the fact that I did my best and got everything done that I was supposed to. I got really depressed and ended up falling behind in all my classes.
I was able to get my grades back up to A's in all my other classes except for Public Speaking (got a C, so still passing).
Anyway, on to happier things: My interpersonal relationships! Honestly, I wasn't expecting to make any friends. But I've got a few:
Roommate, not quite my friend but we get along well enough. Meh. It could be worse. Her boyfriend is pretty much living with us too, which isn't allowed in the dorms but I don't care enough to complain. Though it makes me really uncomfortable when they have really loud sex while I'm home.
Bobby, he was the first friend I made. I actually met him on DeviantArt before I started school. That made things a bit easier for me. I didn't really hang out with him much after the first time we met up though. He's busy a lot and I feel like I'm bothering him when I try to make plans... So I kind of gave up.
JD, one of Bobby's friends. Er... I have a crush on him. He's really sweet and patient with me. I spend a lot of time with him. I think he likes me too (at the very least I know he's attracted to me physically ). Oh, and he invited me to go on a road trip with him and his friends in January. I'm looking forward to that.
Tyler, he's one of the nicest people I've met and has generally made my experience in a new place much more pleasant than I expected. I want to be better friends with him, but I am terrified to talk to him. I've played video games with him twice and took a shower at his place once (that was really embarrassing, by the way, but my shower was broken and he's the only person I knew who lived at the same dorm as me and it was inconvenient to drive all the way over to JD's place just to take a shower)... Also, he wrote this to me:
"You stand out by not standing out. You are perhaps one of the most reserved people I've met and it makes me (and I imagine others) wonder what you're thinking. However I know that you are indeed very kind, and interested in learning. You're not afraid to ask for help despite you're demeanor which is great. However don't be so hesitant to express more of yourself. You'll can only be happier that way and meet people who likewise will make you happy."
I dunno. It made me happy. And also more motivated to open up to people more. Next quarter I am going to try to do better about talking more.
I've also tried getting involved in things happening around school too:
I took a self defense class. Which, sadly, happened after that guy grabbed me. But it helped me feel more confident and not afraid to go out by myself anymore. Plus it was fun and the only time I've yelled in front of people. (they make you yell "NO! a lot). I am a tiny girl so everyone was surprised at how strong I am. I thought that was funny.
I joined the Smash League, which is a Super Smash Bros. Brawl tournament thing. I got to meet up with a different person every week and play video games. I ended up getting 59th place (out of 80). It was fun. Didn't really make any new friends, but it gave me something to do on the weekends. They had a party after it was over to share the results and give out prizes and I went to that.
Bake off. I made cheesecake and I won first place for best tasting (the other category was for best presentation). I think I talked to more people that day than I did the the entire time I'd been living there.
Gender Bender Ball... I dressed up like a boy and danced with people that I didn't know. That was scary and definitely faaaar out of my comfort zone. I ran into JD and ended up leaving early and going to a movie with him and a few of his friends. I was rather relieved to get away from the loud music and dancing and into a movie theatre where I didn't have to talk to anyone.
For the most part, I found that I was actually less depressed than I had been living at home. Well, except for one incident, which is as good a place to start as any, I suppose.
For the first quarter, we don't get to choose our classes. I got stuck in Public Speaking. My first speech didn't go so well (panic attack and I started crying and just quit) but after that all my speeches were A's and B's. I was feeling proud of myself and excited that I could actually have an A in public speaking, which no one thought I'd be able to do. My therapist even told me that I shouldn't take that class.
Then, we were assigned a group speech. Worst thing that ever happened to me in my life (at least while in Savannah, including the time I was grabbed on the street by some guy while I was walking to class). I got put into a group with three catty girls. I was ostracized and bullied the entire time I was working with them because I'm quiet. Also, half of the grade on the group project is given to you by the other group members, so of course they all gave me a terrible grade despite the fact that I did my best and got everything done that I was supposed to. I got really depressed and ended up falling behind in all my classes.
I was able to get my grades back up to A's in all my other classes except for Public Speaking (got a C, so still passing).
Anyway, on to happier things: My interpersonal relationships! Honestly, I wasn't expecting to make any friends. But I've got a few:
Roommate, not quite my friend but we get along well enough. Meh. It could be worse. Her boyfriend is pretty much living with us too, which isn't allowed in the dorms but I don't care enough to complain. Though it makes me really uncomfortable when they have really loud sex while I'm home.
Bobby, he was the first friend I made. I actually met him on DeviantArt before I started school. That made things a bit easier for me. I didn't really hang out with him much after the first time we met up though. He's busy a lot and I feel like I'm bothering him when I try to make plans... So I kind of gave up.
JD, one of Bobby's friends. Er... I have a crush on him. He's really sweet and patient with me. I spend a lot of time with him. I think he likes me too (at the very least I know he's attracted to me physically ). Oh, and he invited me to go on a road trip with him and his friends in January. I'm looking forward to that.
Tyler, he's one of the nicest people I've met and has generally made my experience in a new place much more pleasant than I expected. I want to be better friends with him, but I am terrified to talk to him. I've played video games with him twice and took a shower at his place once (that was really embarrassing, by the way, but my shower was broken and he's the only person I knew who lived at the same dorm as me and it was inconvenient to drive all the way over to JD's place just to take a shower)... Also, he wrote this to me:
"You stand out by not standing out. You are perhaps one of the most reserved people I've met and it makes me (and I imagine others) wonder what you're thinking. However I know that you are indeed very kind, and interested in learning. You're not afraid to ask for help despite you're demeanor which is great. However don't be so hesitant to express more of yourself. You'll can only be happier that way and meet people who likewise will make you happy."
I dunno. It made me happy. And also more motivated to open up to people more. Next quarter I am going to try to do better about talking more.
I've also tried getting involved in things happening around school too:
I took a self defense class. Which, sadly, happened after that guy grabbed me. But it helped me feel more confident and not afraid to go out by myself anymore. Plus it was fun and the only time I've yelled in front of people. (they make you yell "NO! a lot). I am a tiny girl so everyone was surprised at how strong I am. I thought that was funny.
I joined the Smash League, which is a Super Smash Bros. Brawl tournament thing. I got to meet up with a different person every week and play video games. I ended up getting 59th place (out of 80). It was fun. Didn't really make any new friends, but it gave me something to do on the weekends. They had a party after it was over to share the results and give out prizes and I went to that.
Bake off. I made cheesecake and I won first place for best tasting (the other category was for best presentation). I think I talked to more people that day than I did the the entire time I'd been living there.
Gender Bender Ball... I dressed up like a boy and danced with people that I didn't know. That was scary and definitely faaaar out of my comfort zone. I ran into JD and ended up leaving early and going to a movie with him and a few of his friends. I was rather relieved to get away from the loud music and dancing and into a movie theatre where I didn't have to talk to anyone.