...I realized that maybe I should be somewhere else.

Okay, so I met new buddies. I've been to places. I've met upperclassmen. I know names of at least twenty people I've just met in college. But still, I feel different.

First, there's this humongous pile of readings for classes. I'm not a reader, and I don't like reading nonfiction. I prefer my Gossip Girl and The Clique more. But no, I was stuck with some Indian guy's works and some American writer's nonfiction on something.

I haven't eaten proper lunch in college yet. I wanna eat lunch there, but I don't want to eat alone. I don't want to get lost either. It's not like Disneyland wherein getting around is a piece of cake.

I don't think I'm cut out for this college after all; but I'm trying my best. High school was tough; this is tougher.

By the end of the year, I just may feel like I'm also at home. :)