<p>Every time I check on this thread, I am just astounded, in the most wonderful way, by the wonderful people who flock to the Smith forum. The ample support and words of wisdom you have all provided so freely is just remarkable, and I thank you for that. I hope to have some time later to respond to some of your posts more personally, but I must leave for class in a few minutes. I did want to drop in with a quick update, however, about a few of the issues I mentioned in my previous lengthy post. </p>
<p>My roommate and I do not get along. As I have said, our sleep schedules are irreconcilable, but that is a rather minor issue in the grand scheme of things. We have had some, ah, discussions about when it is acceptable for either of us to Skype with someone else while the other roommate is studying. We made an agreement in the “Roommate Contract” that it was permissible to do this in the room, but if the person trying to study asked the talker to take it elsewhere, she had to do so or hang up. For one day, this system worked perfectly–my roommate asked that I stop because she was studying, so I disconnected my call with my parents within a minute and switched to a silent instant messaging. My roommate later said that it would be perfectly fine for me to Skype in the room the following day, but about ten minutes after I began a conversation, she stormed out of the room without a word to me and didn’t return until well after midnight. I was in bed, half-asleep; it wasn’t the right time to have a conversation about what had happened, so I let it go until the next day. And the next. </p>
<p>Well, a few days later, our HCA knocked on my door and asked to speak with me. She said that my roommate had been very angry about the Skype situation and the two of them had talked about it. The HCA further stated that I had violated the terms of my roommate contract. It soon became clear that my roommate had neglected–whether deliberately or innocently is something on which I declined to pass judgment–to inform the HCA that she had given me permission to Skype that night, and it seemed, to me, that the story of what had happened that night had been skewed in its recollection to the HCA. I told her the situation as I saw it; we had a professional discussion about the matter and that was that. </p>
<p>A while later, the HCA came back to me and stated that my roommate wanted me to move out of the room. To be honest, I was thrilled. I had already started filling out a room change form and was quite pleased to see that this was something we both wanted–it would make the process of moving out that much simpler. I was a bit disappointed at the thought of leaving the house–it has a very convenient location–but unlike my roommate, I have not formed any close ties with anyone here, so it wouldn’t be too hard.</p>
<p>The disappointment went away after a visit from the house president. She came in, sat down on my roommate’s bed, and mysteriously said that she wanted to talk about this situation, “because the whole house knows.” When I told her what my concerns were regarding life with my roommate, she dismissed them by saying that we were both Americans and that should be enough for us to get along! She told me that I deliberately attempted to not cultivate relationships in the house and that I never ate dinner with the house–not true, since I had eaten here several nights in the past week, as well as a brunch. </p>
<p>So, here I am, still living with my roommate. We’ve signed up for mediation in preparation for a room change, but I’ve been told that the chances that I’ll get to go anywhere else are essentially nil. Living in the room is so uncomfortable that I spend most of my time in one of the libraries, the campus center, or with friends from another house. This weekend, my parents are coming to visit and I’ll be staying with them at their hotel–it will be so good to be out of the room. </p>
<p>Classes are essentially the same. My first-year seminar is wonderful, but a lot of work. My computer science class is very fascinating; my French class gives me bona fide anxiety attacks whenever I think about it; and calculus is, to my dismay, not a very demanding course. I keep hoping that the last two will improve.</p>
<p>I’ve joined a few clubs around here. There’s one that isn’t–shall we say–the most glamorous on campus, but the people in it are nice, the subject interests me, and I enjoy it a lot. I’ve also attended a meeting of a religious group, put in a few sessions with the newspaper, and am looking forward to attending the first meeting of the Quiz Bowl team. </p>
<p>I still don’t feel comfortable or happy here, and I believe the best course of action will be to transfer, whether it’s at the end of the semester or the end of the year. But I do hope that I can leave here with some good memories, and, so far, I think I will have a few to take with me. </p>
<p>Thanks again for your words of wisdom and comfort and your concern. You all are wonderful.</p>