PoloGrrlWoo: A Retrospective.
Here are some excerpts from my old journal, for my (and your) reflection. They're from the end of freshman year:
2003-04-06 - 8:22 p.m.
Hey all. I was thinking today about the great amount of trust and love I have for my new Woo friends. It's amazing that we've know each other less than eight months and yet it's like we always have. I lent Csilla my car last night, without a reservation or second thought. How did I get to the point that I have so much trust already? I guess that the complete immersion in an environment such as Woo makes you form friendships that may have taken years elsewhere. I can't wait to find out where these links take us.
long live the city of Compton.
"Home is not where you live but where they understand you." (from Ilana's profile)
I know I'll never be the same.
2003-05-01 - 10:31 p.m.
She's walkin' on sunshine! Whaa-o!
I can not believe that this year is rapidly drawing to a close. It seems like yesterday I was making my way to the Arch for our class picture all by myself in a sea of 500. I was lost and alone, wondering if I'd made the right choice.
I did.
I haven't regretted one moment, one millisecond of the last 8 months. I never thought I'd have another home. I never thought I'd get used to sleeping in the semi-dark, semi-quiet. I never thought I'd learn to love this dorm. I never thought I'd learn to knit or develop an online shopping addiction. I never thought I'd get as attached to new friends as I am to my other ones. I never thought it would be so hard to say goodbye. If only for 4 months.
To live without tuesday night tea parties. Late night trips to Wal-mart and Taco Bell. Italian bags. French soap pie. The walkin' on sunshine dance. Mocktails. The Al Harrod special braid. Being awoken by snoring and then yanking on my roomie's sheets to make her stop. Matsos. Elaine's Roz voice. Fluffy cokes. The chimes on the hour. The slippiness of the floor of the Arch when it rains. Random serenadings by Merry Kuween of Skotts. Does she's mom know she's here? Newbie. T-storms with Csilly Dawg. Random shaving accidents. Laughing til I have to piddle. Burnie-burnie. TRAding Spaces. THANKSgiving. WCWS, the radio station that exists nowhere. Late night trips to the Wellness Center. Chicken-Shrimp ramen. The bullrider's LOUD phone conversations. Lorelai and Rory. Singing "Where You Lead" loud and out of key. My favorite Hungarian. The girl most likely to not make tuition due to credit card payments. The one who is best at listening, unless she's snoring and talking in her sleep.
Thanks for the year girls. I'll never forget it.
2003-05-06 - 10:23 p.m.
It's done. Tomorrow is the last day. Wow. Jayna said that she remembers me saying that "we've been here for a month already!" I can't believe it's been eight months.
Time really is fun when you're having flies!
We're having a sleepover in Csilla's room tonight, Jayna, Collette, Csi and I. They're my bestest friends here. I don't know what I would have done with out them. Thanks so much girls, you mean the world to me.
I've determined that after spending 24/7 of your time with a groups of friends you will form stronger bonds than ever possible in another situation. I've seen these girls at their best and at their worst. At their revolutional moments, at their life-changing moments, at those ones where they just needed a friend and didn't know where to turn. I wouldn't trade those moments for anything.
Collette~ I'll be your lifelong friend. For more than a year. I promise.
Jayna~You're hilarious and so caring and thank you so much. You've taught me so much. (not necessarily all good.)
Csilla~ You're Hungarian, I'm just hungary. You're a crazy, of the best, most shining kind.
To all the rest, you've made the year amazing. Leah, Sarah (both), Helz, Al, Jo, Elaine and everyone else. Thank you as well.
This diary probably won't be updated as often through the summer but rest assured that I'll be back in the fall. Peace, Love and all the rest. Love you.
~~~~~~
Wow. There aren't words.
2003-04-06 - 8:22 p.m.
Hey all. I was thinking today about the great amount of trust and love I have for my new Woo friends. It's amazing that we've know each other less than eight months and yet it's like we always have. I lent Csilla my car last night, without a reservation or second thought. How did I get to the point that I have so much trust already? I guess that the complete immersion in an environment such as Woo makes you form friendships that may have taken years elsewhere. I can't wait to find out where these links take us.
long live the city of Compton.
"Home is not where you live but where they understand you." (from Ilana's profile)
I know I'll never be the same.
2003-05-01 - 10:31 p.m.
She's walkin' on sunshine! Whaa-o!
I can not believe that this year is rapidly drawing to a close. It seems like yesterday I was making my way to the Arch for our class picture all by myself in a sea of 500. I was lost and alone, wondering if I'd made the right choice.
I did.
I haven't regretted one moment, one millisecond of the last 8 months. I never thought I'd have another home. I never thought I'd get used to sleeping in the semi-dark, semi-quiet. I never thought I'd learn to love this dorm. I never thought I'd learn to knit or develop an online shopping addiction. I never thought I'd get as attached to new friends as I am to my other ones. I never thought it would be so hard to say goodbye. If only for 4 months.
To live without tuesday night tea parties. Late night trips to Wal-mart and Taco Bell. Italian bags. French soap pie. The walkin' on sunshine dance. Mocktails. The Al Harrod special braid. Being awoken by snoring and then yanking on my roomie's sheets to make her stop. Matsos. Elaine's Roz voice. Fluffy cokes. The chimes on the hour. The slippiness of the floor of the Arch when it rains. Random serenadings by Merry Kuween of Skotts. Does she's mom know she's here? Newbie. T-storms with Csilly Dawg. Random shaving accidents. Laughing til I have to piddle. Burnie-burnie. TRAding Spaces. THANKSgiving. WCWS, the radio station that exists nowhere. Late night trips to the Wellness Center. Chicken-Shrimp ramen. The bullrider's LOUD phone conversations. Lorelai and Rory. Singing "Where You Lead" loud and out of key. My favorite Hungarian. The girl most likely to not make tuition due to credit card payments. The one who is best at listening, unless she's snoring and talking in her sleep.
Thanks for the year girls. I'll never forget it.
2003-05-06 - 10:23 p.m.
It's done. Tomorrow is the last day. Wow. Jayna said that she remembers me saying that "we've been here for a month already!" I can't believe it's been eight months.
Time really is fun when you're having flies!
We're having a sleepover in Csilla's room tonight, Jayna, Collette, Csi and I. They're my bestest friends here. I don't know what I would have done with out them. Thanks so much girls, you mean the world to me.
I've determined that after spending 24/7 of your time with a groups of friends you will form stronger bonds than ever possible in another situation. I've seen these girls at their best and at their worst. At their revolutional moments, at their life-changing moments, at those ones where they just needed a friend and didn't know where to turn. I wouldn't trade those moments for anything.
Collette~ I'll be your lifelong friend. For more than a year. I promise.
Jayna~You're hilarious and so caring and thank you so much. You've taught me so much. (not necessarily all good.)
Csilla~ You're Hungarian, I'm just hungary. You're a crazy, of the best, most shining kind.
To all the rest, you've made the year amazing. Leah, Sarah (both), Helz, Al, Jo, Elaine and everyone else. Thank you as well.
This diary probably won't be updated as often through the summer but rest assured that I'll be back in the fall. Peace, Love and all the rest. Love you.
~~~~~~
Wow. There aren't words.
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