catching up no.2

Here we go again.

September 26, 2009

Dear Beanie,

Well, I am on campus. I met a girl on the train who goes here, so I just followed her here. Now I am in front of the housing office waiting for them to open at 10, which I don’t even know if that is true, some girl told me that. There are all these happy little campus helpers about campus who have all tried to help me and are all telling me different things. One told me to go straight to my dorm, and the other told me to wait here. I actually think that I am supposed to be somewhere else entirely, aka checking in with the International Program people, but I am too tired of walking around being harassed that when I found a table I stopped immediately for a much welcome break. Hopefully all of these horrendously happy people will leave me alone now.

Well, you are going to be severely worried about me after I tell you the next bit. My last half an hour was spent with one of above mentioned happy campers telling me about the party life around here. In here words, “I remember my experience last year this week, it was just everybody drinking and being completely drunk...” Awesome. Just my kind of place. Not. I want to go to bed tonight! She told me that I have to come to some bar tonight that is apparently on campus. She also informed me of “raves” that go on in the woods behind campus - apparently you hike for thirty minutes and then everybody gets wasted and high. Though she did tell me not to do drugs, admitting that there are tons going around. Oh, and she described the international students as “very asian and very boring.” So HAHA on being right about the asians. She said that the asians don’t want to drink or have a good time. That sounds marvelous to me. Except the part about asian, of course.

So now I kind of just want to cry. I am a hermit! I came here to be cultured and educated and elitist, not experiment with alternative realities induced by substance abuse! I came here to get away from people in Georgia, not be ambushed by even more people that are ninety times worse!
Maybe I can find a fellow hermit. Doubtful though, considering everyone in the world but me seems to know that this is the school to come to to party. My border agent who stamped my passport told me that Brighton was the perfect place for students what with the clubs and pubs. THE UNIVERSE IS AGAINST ME!

All I want is classiness. Refined culture. Sipping tea whilst reading classics. Hiking to ancient ruins to feel the spirit of the ages. Discussing a book or a thought. Seeing a play that invokes the human condition. Going to a poetry reading and closing my eyes to let the lyrics lull me to peace.

But instead I get raves, bars, pubs, and clubs. And a whole lot of drunken Brits.

And now I am all of a sudden surrounded by asians. Everyone is speaking a different language and they are all so ugly! I am being ambushed!!!

I AM PRETENTIOUS, OKAY. I admit it. I am terribly pretentious and nerdy and elitist and I WANT TO FIT IN SOMEWHERE!

Maybe I can just get over my need for human interaction and not care that my flatmates think I am weird. Also doubtful. I care even now in my extreme hermit present state.

OH and good joke of the day. My debit card is missing. Yes, the debit card that I have never lost or even misplaced, is somehow missing. I open up my wallet to pay for my train ticket and it is nowhere to be found. So either I was robbed by someone who really loves First Citizens and didn’t take anything else, or I left it at home somehow. I KNEW I was forgetting something important.

It is almost ten. Aka five am our time.

Hey, I had the great idea that perhaps I could live at home next semester and commute. Maybe that is just the insane hermit tendencies talking, but it actually would be quite cheaper.

Ok. I am going to brave the outside world again. Wish me luck.