<p>Noway, thefunnything. I am kind of dense when it comes to remembering names and making 2+2 connections. PM me with your identity if you wish!</p>
<p>Ok well regarding the rough patch, you look into threads I have started you’ll see that I wrote one saying I had chosen the wrong school! Well I didn’t really choose Brown, I applied ED so that was that. But the point was that I thought I had trapped myself in a place where I couldn’t be happy. I wrote that post over Thanksgiving break my freshman year. A good bit of time has passed since.</p>
<p>Basically, I lived in rowdy hallway where most of the people living around me made good quick friends with each other. They are, and were, extremely friendly and nice people (who still live together now entering their junior year, which is pretty awesome for them). Problematically, they were also into partying, as are a lot of freshmen, while it made me feel alienated. Further, I was (and am!) dating someone who goes to another school, which made social situations at parties trickier. It was really overwhelming.</p>
<p>The way I got my way out of this situation: even though drinking made me uncomfortable, I decided to hang out with the kids on my hall whenever they got together. I didn’t drink but I did my best to join in whatever they were doing, having someone drink for me if they were playing a game, etc. Turns out that these kids really did not care one way or the other what I chose to ingest. While I had been reading their treatment of me as exclusionary, it turns out they just didn’t know me that well and weren’t sure if I wanted to be friends. Now, these folks did not become my BFFs, but they did introduce me to people that I am so grateful I know.</p>
<p>I think of myself as an extroverted person, and yet college made me feel shy and socially clumsy. If it can do it to me, it can do it to anyone. The solution was pushing myself out of my social comfort zone and reaching out to others to make friends. It doesn’t have to be an extracurricular activity. It can be sitting around in a hallmate’s room trying to participate in a discussion about sports.</p>
<p>Never eat alone was the second thing I learned. Always find a table with someone you sort of recognize, and ask to eat with them. You will find yourself sitting with the same group of people more and more frequently. Those people are your friends. It’s how I found my roommates, and it’s how I have a very tight group of young women I can trust completely and who are just the most entertaining people to be around.</p>
<p>Brown is a school of more than 6,000 people. It took me some time to sort through all of them! It took me more time than a lot of people, more than an entire semester. I don’t think transferring would have helped, mainly because I would have lost the few friends that I did have already and would have had to start all over with a new set of foreign bodies, and also because I wasn’t trying to escape Brown. I was trying to escape college in and of itself, and the values/cultural/comfort zone challenges it brings, which would have been waiting for me anywhere else I could have chosen to go, in one form or another.</p>
<p>God, am I glad I stayed. Because once I had developed my friends, I was able to focus on the reason Brown is a great school – the flexibility, the supportive professors and administration, the extreme niceness of the student body as a whole, the beauty of New England, the potential to do <em>anything</em>. Transferring away from that would have been insane.</p>