Elapsed

Wow, everything here is so intense... ROTC in the mornings being the extreme. But for some reason it's sortof fun... I mean, sure, I feel like I'm going to throw up half-way before we're done, and I can't keep up with those huge senior guys... but these people are there to support me as well as themselves, not just dump their problems on a scapegoat like you might think.
There are some definite pros and cons of my dorm; Pros: at the beginning of the hallway so everyone has to go by it, has a nice view of some trees right out the window, close to the bathroom-kitchenette-elevator-waterfoutain, people to play halo with down the hall, lots of smart people around me, and since it's on the fifth floor, I can leave the window open with minimal noise. Cons: Five flights of stairs to climb - which is hell after an hour and a half of military training, people stand at the beginning of the hall or nearby at the elevators late at night and yack loudly, my roommate is messy - which I don't really mind unless I scrape my leg on her wierd clothes tubs with sharp corners... yeah so overall I like the room - although I haven't had a chance(energy) to clean it and put things away since I came back with the second load of stuff so it's disorganized and a bit messy.

There are a lot of cool people around - though there are still conservatives... like I could escape them anyhow. I haven't spent much time checking out guys, though I suppose it'll take me a while to get over the rude shock of Tyler breaking up with me. Plus, though there are plenty of open and attractive guys, it's hard to flirt when all your muscles ache and you're fighting sleep all the time. (This too shall pass ;P) It was funny though, a couple of times when I was really exhausted and feeling sad and alone and my parents were busy, my first reaction was to call Tyler - and then I realized, he refused to be there for me anymore... although I guess I should be more used to it than I am, he hadn't really been there for me for a while. Instead of it being a mutually supportive relationship, I became his dumping grounds for all the negativity about his job, and his own stresses. I guess you start to hate the things you love when they begin to reflect the bad things. I just wish he had tried or something, I mean, he gave up on me because I was acting funny in some of the most stressful days of my life. If you look at that from another angle it says a lot; he's been lying to me for a while about how he felt about the relationship.
Regardless, I'm glad I'm free of him... he definitely had as many faults as the next man - misplaced arrogance not being the least of them.

There is so much opportunity here, there are limitless fields of study. The people here are so grand of background and outlook... I only wish I had a little more energy to meet them... once I adjust, I think I will be very happy here.
I do miss you guys, I hope you'll e-mail me once in a while - and remember, I can always help you with your math homework!
Speaking of homework, that is also something I do not lack ;)
Ciao!