I can't believe I start college tomorrow.

I'm nervous and excited but mostly nervous.

It's crazy because I've been looking towards this day for basically the last year and a half, when they start pressuring you to look at colleges, etc. in high school.

Now here I am, half-laying half-sitting on my lofted dorm bed, eating Chex Mix and blogging, feeling completely unsure about everything.

I've been ranting to a few people - my mom, my friends from home, even my roommate - about how hard it is to find friends right away here. All the advice I've gotten is primarily the same:

"Just go out and try to meet as many people as possible."

However, "meeting people" does not directly correlate with making friends. That's why I'm depending so much on classes starting. Crossing my fingers that real friends will come along.

There's just been SO many people that I've met, but how do you become friends with people via the same conversation over and over:

"Hi, I'm Emma."
"Hi, I'm ____."
"Where are you living?" 
Or if they're already in my dorm:
"So where are you from?"
"_____. What about you?"
"Like south of Milwaukee."
"What are you thinking of majoring in?"

Gahhh. So sick of it. Yeah, I've met some nice/cool people. Also I just think I attract some socially awkward people. I know I'm awkward too, but hey, I think I have some semi-normal friends. Am I asking for too much?

My first class is a literature class. I'm a little afraid of it because it satisfies a Com B requirement, so I'm assuming it will be mostly sophomores. (Most freshmen are taking Com A, but I tested out of that.)

I also have a sociology honors class tomorrow, which should go well. Only about 20 people and hopefully nice ones.

I'm a little worried about my dance class. I've danced my whole life, but if the class is really difficult right away, I'm afraid I will look like a loser compared to girls who have always been in competition dance/poms. 

Those are my only classes for tomorrow.

Here's my complete schedule:
(You may have to zoom in.)

Oh! I auditioned for a choir today.

It went pretty well, and only two choirs fit into my schedule.

So when the guy who was auditioning looked at those choirs, he goes, "Ehhh, I guess we could work with that."

He asked me to be in a different choir called Chorale, and immediately I panicked. Was my audition that bad? I needed to be in a lower choir than what I wanted?

The choir he wanted me to be in started at 12 on Tuesdays, and since that conflicts with my Soc 125, he said I could come late.

I decided that wasn't a good idea. I'd be too stressed.

However, it ended up where this Chorale is actually more ADVANCED, and the choirs I wanted to be in were a little below my skill level.

WOOHOO!

I was so worried that my audition went badly, so I'm proud of myself for actually qualifying into a "high level" choir.

I'll still be in an intermediate one because those fit in my schedule, but at least I know what I'm capable of now, and he said he'd recommend this Chorale for me next semester.

I'm happy about this. I really hope I can continue singing. Somehow it's easier for me than any of the instruments I've ever played, and it's even more natural to me than dancing.

I'll see what kind of clubs I can get into. Maybe an a capella group? That would be so awesome.

Ha, I just gave myself a confidence boost by blogging about my own successful audition. So I'm glad I wrote this huge post, after all.

I guess that's a good rant for now. Thanks for reading all of it. :)

...WAIT!

First Badger game as a college student.

Pics: 

(None of me because the only one I took of myself was with another girl and I feel weird posting it.)

Wow.

The band: (felt a twinge of sadness seeing them, I will admit. But good performing-related things are in my future, I know it.)

Crappy quality video. But 5th quarter, yay!

I even participated in the amusing 5th quarter dances that everyone does while the band plays. Again, proud of self.

Alright. Now I really AM done.