Date: 9/24/2018
By naya
It was the first or an early day of college. I was trying to make friends. I had asked this girl with a group of friends what they were doing after as if I was involved in this. she said they were going somewhere but I don't recall where. I told her to take my bag - which looked quite odd. it was like a black limp circular bag that looked like it was more of a survival bag than one for school. I think I had asked her to take it as the motive would be that I would have to meet up with her again. she gave me an odd look and took my bag. I immediately regretting this. the rest of the day I had been worrying about my bag since my wallet and belongings were in it. The next day or so I went to the office and asked if they had my bag. the employee there simply said "yup" and gave me my bag. my stress was gone. I knew I had a test in this particular class which I was desperately looking for. I was walking in hallways and circles trying to find it. I stumble upon a room door, opened it, and saw the outdoors. I walk in a straight path which ends up curving around a waterfall. I see someone smoking a cigarette and sit a safe distance away on a ledge. In the next couple of events I was more socially involved. I had made friends with a group of people I was in a project with. about 2 girls and 2 guys. I storm in the class telling them about a lesbian that gave me her number. the teacher pauses speaking and looks at me upset and annoyed. I be quiet. In my next class I had spent talking, dozing off, and doodling during a lecture. at the end of it my teacher comes to talk to me. he sits on the desk while I'm in the chair of another desk. he explains why it is important for my to pay attention and do the questions. I told him, not lying, that I've already read the first 3 chapters of the textbook so I was very ahead. he looked pleasantly surprised and walked away. My brother and I were offered a dorm room. Out of excitement we both say yes. It was quite small with a t.v, purple lights and a bunk bed. we had been wanting to leave our parents. As the process of getting the dorm escalates, I become very against it but it is too late at that point. During the night in the dorm, I find a spider in my bed sheet which I'm more amused by than afraid and let it live.