So I've finished my first week at Uni (I shall be saying 'uni' or "at uni"...there will be no more uses of articles because I'm supposed to be a Brit now) and it was pretty good. My classes seem alright, but I KNOW that I am going to have problems in my Spanish class. This is mainly because I just think that it is way too advanced for me. The teacher speaks completely in Spanish (and way too fast) and it seems like I am the only one who doesn't understand what the heck is going on. Apparently, though, this level is where I'm supposed to be because in the level before it, the students learn grammar and I've already learned that at my Home Uni. I really want to do well in this class. I need all of my classes to transfer to my Uni in Florida as As so that I can bring my GPA up. So the first thing I did after class today is go into the City and buy a Spanish-English dictionary, although I wanted a Thesaurus too but they didn't have any Spanish ones. I'm gonna struggle though this class but hopefully it will pay off.
My main concern at this moment (apart from not having a phone yet!) is friends, or my lack there of. I know, I know, I sound like a freshman, don't I? But here me out! Coming here, I had total confidence that I would make friends fairly quickly. You see, I move around a lot, and that is, as with most people, always a big concern with me; making friends. I worry and worry and sure enough make a best friend, most of the time, within the first week or so of moving to a new place. Every. Time. I'm introverted in nature but I have no issues making friends.
Take last year, for instance. I was about to be a freshman at a huge university knowing absolutely no one. "What if I don't make any friends?!" I (and most future freshman) thought to myself. "What if everyone cliques up during the Week of Welcome and I have no one!?" But sure enough, I came to college and what happens, one of my roommates and a girl I met the SECOND day of classes end up becoming my very best friends at the school.
This is why I made sure I did not psyche myself out about making friends when I was getting ready to leave for England. Because I KNEW that I would make a best friend *snaps* just like that. I had complete faith in myself.
This is also why I am a bit restless right now. I mean, my first week of classes is over now...I should have made at least ONE life-long friend already! ...right? :D
Maybe I'm putting too much pressure on myself (or maybe I jinxed myself by actually being confident in myself of making friends so, of course, I actually DON'T make friends this time :/) The fact that I don't have a working phone yet doesn't help either (it's kind of hard to keep contacts with new people when you can only communicate with them on facebook...and you hate facebook) ...but I should get a phone this weekend. So we'll see how my friendship search goes next week.
Until then...this Brit is off to w̶a̶t̶c̶h̶ ̶f̶a̶m̶i̶l̶y̶ ̶g̶u̶y̶ ̶o̶n̶l̶i̶n̶e̶ bed.
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