First shabbat back on campus, now over. It turned out better than I expected- I usually find events that big rather overwhelming, and it was overwhelming at times. But I had dinner with people I knew, and we sang after, first on our own and then with the huge mob. And then I spent a bunch of time talking- I was afraid, as I usually am at the beginning of a new year, that I wouldn't find appropriate social situations, but I did, without a problem. Lots of people to talk to, and shul and a nap and more shul pretty much describes my Shabbos.
Oh yes, and I got looked at reproachfully by a duck. A number of times- I was sitting and looking at Chapels' Pond, and it seemed to think that I was obligated to feed it, but I had no food with me. Poor silly duck. I felt sort of bad, which means that it was doing a good job though, I guess.
TOnight I went to the orientation-ish whatever-it-was with free food that I didn't eat (wasn't hungry), loud music inside and random things to do that I didn't do. But I had a good time talking, mostly with BORGlings, and some random other folks. And then
belu and I took a walk, which was good (to quote my grandmother, who says that far touoo often). So- no major excitement, I guess. Mostly it was just first-Shabbat-back weirdness. It's sort of difficult to resettle into the pattern at first, pleasant as it is. Shabbat with all the company seems much shorter. But it's the same sort of unsettledness- I don't know which of my current friends will be the people I spend time with, and what freshmen I'll meet and who will be around and become people I really know and which ones I'll never see again. Usually I'm lazy- I like my routine, and knowing whom I'll see, whom I'll eat with, etc. This sort of chaos is exciting, but it's also confusing and sort of anxious. By partway into the semester I always forget about this. It's weird to feel so much undifferentiated potential...
Oh yes, and I got looked at reproachfully by a duck. A number of times- I was sitting and looking at Chapels' Pond, and it seemed to think that I was obligated to feed it, but I had no food with me. Poor silly duck. I felt sort of bad, which means that it was doing a good job though, I guess.
TOnight I went to the orientation-ish whatever-it-was with free food that I didn't eat (wasn't hungry), loud music inside and random things to do that I didn't do. But I had a good time talking, mostly with BORGlings, and some random other folks. And then
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