Okay, so a day later after orientation and the joyous high is still ever so present.

I went with my best friend, Sabrina and we were able to room together for the night so it really started out AMAZING! Even though I was in a little bit of a funk prior since she told me unsettling news about someone, but was easily fixed with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes during the ride and the picturesque scenery. Seriously guys, CW Post (I refuse to call it LIU Post) is fucking beautiful man. The campus just takes my breath away.

So after check-in and flailing about rooming together, we meet the adviser for orientation activities who is this cute woman wearing the most adorable green polka-dotted dress ever. She was quirky, funny, and just all around wonderful. Awesome start to the morning, right? Right.

Except, things seemed to have gone downhill when I met my group. Stuck up, toffee-nosed brats who seriously didn’t want to do anything. Didn’t want to participate in the activities, were ‘too-cool’ to get to know one another… and I know exactly what high school clique they were part of. I mean, yeah big no-no for judging, but I was just irritated because I wanted to make the most out of orientation. I wanted to have fun, but I was stuck with these kids who only looked like they didn’t want to be here. At first I thought, hey, maybe they’re just shy. Maybe every group is like that. But silently assessing the others around me, no, it was JUST MY GROUP. >:[

So naturally, I was pissed. I was rage-texting my friends, and was immaturely jealous when I saw that Sabrina easily made new ones. (HERE, HERE, MIDDLE SCHOOL ATTITUDE!) But anyway, I’ll keep the negativity to a minimum because we did end up talking to one another and loosening up. And you know how? Because of ME. *ahem* Not to brag or anything. It’s all because we played Ninja, the first game that everyone was very much involved in, and I won. It’s because I’m small and pointed out that I never played it before, and I won against a lax bro (HE DID NOT LET ME WIN) and everyone was like AWHH SHIT AWWH SHIT. We also combined with another group and played games where I bonded with someone who I thought I would NEVER be able to bond with. Just goes to show kids; never judge a book by its cover. Or its bleached blonde hair.

Her name was Jessica, and despite how goddamn skinny she is, I have never seen anyone eat as much as she did. She’s sweet, adorable, and drives a pickup truck. And laughs at everything I say, bwahaha. There was also this kid who (other than being really hot) was really quiet and tended to reply with very concise answers. “Yeah.” “I know.” “Sure.” “That’s funny.” I thought I was bothering him so I side-stepped until the entire group split up into separate ones. Apparently the boys were doing something stupid so he stayed with the girls, and we BONDED. He LAUGHED at my jokes, joked back, and also bought me a drink. I mean, was only water, BUT STILL. Goddamn, wish he didn’t have a girlfriend. We went to the ‘seven pillars of hell’ or something like that, and the history of it is that on the last pillar, Post’s daughter, granddaughter or whatever, hung herself there and so students go there at night to bug themselves out. And get high, but whatever. There’s also this huge dollhouse that belonged to her (I think) and they say that there’s an underground tunnel that leads into the other buildings, one being the mansion which was pretty much kept untouched. It’s huge and beautiful, and pretty eerie. I won’t be surprised if there are any hidden passageways in it.

Anyway, the group was all lax-bro and shit, and this one kid (also hot. actually, the entire group was cruelly and unbelievably attractive why) appreciated my lax bro voice and was all bro with me. Doing bro handshake, bro calls, etc. Another one picked me up so I could wave out group sign to call in everyone. Sweet? I guess?

I learned that games weren’t really their thing. But when we sat in a room, just talking and goofing around, I ended up really liking them. A lot. We all liked each other too (except for the straggler who had a penchant to run away from the group) and ended up getting along really well. There was this one time we were all laughing up to the point where I feared for my life. I don’t even what we were laughing at. I think it was something stupid. What I loved was how dumb we were. Dumb in a sense that we wanted to go out and do stupid shit, and my orientation leader (who was the bubbliest and the MOST AMAZING OF THEM ALL) was very straightforward, no bullshit, and let us do our thing mostly so we could have fun. One girl is, literally, perfect. She’s like an overachieving ball of perfection. I feel like she should be going to Yale or working in the White House or some shit.

The orientation leaders, all of them, were really fun and sweet and helpful and genuinely wanted to be there for us. My orientation leader even gave us her number and was like IF YOU EVER NEED ANYTHING OR JUST WANT TO SEND ME CRACKED OUT PICTURES CALL ME OR TEXT ME OKAY. JUST LOVE ME.

Anyway. That’s Day One. Day two coming tomorrow, and I’ll try to keep it epigrammatic. Even though I unknowingly squished in one day two part, but to be fair I didn’t know this was going to be this long.