Holy Cow. It was the first day of move-in and there I was all alone amungst the crowd. People left people right all with a common goal of finding thier dorm "room". The reason I put the quotes around the room is because in this situation we have to use the term room very loosely. It is litteraly a 12"x16" closet in wich you and one other person is stuffed in with all of your personal belongs and expected to live their with no complaint and especially no room. While this was happening I was dodging people unloading tons of crap on to the front lawn of the residence in search of a parking place. Then as if it were a God sent their was a parking spot right infront of my dorm, so I grabed it. At that point I was very promptly told that this was for unloading only. I kinda knew that since I was unloading it really did not bother me that the police officer went out of her way to make that clear. So I started the great unload, this is where I laugh, here I was surrounded by mobs of people with tons of stuff and all I had was a trunk. I quikly removed the trunk out of my truck and proceded to my room. Much to my surprise their was no one there. I dropped the trunk and went to move my truck. I got back, still no roomate. I unpacked my measly little trunk and decided to see if I could find my friends from back home. With no luck in finding my friends I decided to get to know my surroundings. I got books and attempted to open my mail box. 70 tries later here comes a friendly face. One of my friends form camp was walking down the hall towards me. What was good about this was she is a sophomore and she knew how to open the mail box. So she gave me a lesson in mail box 101. After that I went back to the south patio and found a spot to sit. Well that started the GREAT WAIT.


Picture this a huge readheaded kid just sitting their under a shade tree waiting for his friends, who would approach such a thing? Well there is probably only one person and that one person was BERT. Bert was just like anyone you could imagine with the name Bert. About my height with hair about like mine except black, and pair of awesome chops. Bert introduced himself and asked who I was. We talked a while and at the end of the conversation he invited me to a party. See Bert was a guy from Phi Delta Theta Fraternity, and he wanted me to go to a party there. For those of you who don't know who I am let me just tell you one thing about me. Back home I never did anything. I did not leave my house, especially to go to a party. So I said sure I will try to come. At that very moment I spotted my cousin and her friend, so I said bye to Bert and hello to Casey.


I spent some time with Casey and her friend. I showed them the book store and how to get into their mail boxes. Then came the time that they decided they wanted to go back home. So there I was alone yet again, with about 5 hours left until bed time. I walked around and set in my room for a long time when I decided to go home. So I called my parents and informed them that I was comming home instead of going to a frat party. My mom was excited but my dad told rethink my decision, so I did. As I was getting into my truck to head home here came the little voice in the back of my head telling my to get to that party and have some fun. Well I listend to that little voice and I started over to the Phi Delta Theta house.


I arrived at the party and said hello and everyone allready knew who I was. That was preatty cool so I decided to stay. I am glad that I did, they are the coolest group of guys I have hung out with ever. I just wished my friend Andrew could have been there. There was alot to do, from volleyball, to pingpong, there was even a musician their playing the guitar. They invited me to come back any time especially the following week because it was their rush week. So I agreed and headed back to my dorm.

That was a brief summary of my first day. I hope you enjoyed it.