Welcome to Bloomsburg University

"Whenever you're in a pickle, follow the golden nipple."

-Frat boy giving me advice on how to get home after a party.

First off, when people say Bloom U is a party college they aren't talking about the "Oh, let's have a beer and talk about our ex's." sort of party college but more of a "Let's put these assless chaps on Billy and have him run around the basement in the Elwell dorm with a live turkey in his hand."

I've been sober for my entire stay here at Bloomsburg so far and I still can't remember how long I've been here and how to spell my last name. Okay that last part is sort of a lie. It's like a terrible episode of the Twilight Zone where I can mark down the hours I've been here and count them as seconds.

This is my, "I'm not high, I'm just a little bit strange" look. Gucci put a bid on it so don't steal my vision or I'll sue .

It's a wonderful place full of diversity, events, and events for those who are diverse. Foam parties, open mic night, pep rallies, and lots and lots of Monday night football.

But beneath all of the excitement and constant parties of Bloom U there is this little voice in the back of my head that says, "remember why you're here", and I gently ask back, "free pizza Friday?", and it slaps me in the face with big word documents that have to be written out in a day.

(THROWING THIS IN HERE FOR THE OLD FORGERS ONLY. IF YOU'RE NOT FROM OFSD THEN LEAVE.... OR STAY... I'M JUST A BLOGGER)

If I hear one more person complaining about there being no air conditioning in the high school I'm going to personally rent a bike from the BU office, ride back to Old Forge, buy a giant tray of Revello's pizza, and shove it down someones throat. I know that sounds awesome but trust me it's not. Okay, it is, but that's not the point.

People here have to sleep in unairconditioned rooms with two other people and the smell of farts and sweat wafting through the halls. You worry about the food? College is the same.  Same food every day and you LIVE here so either you're getting a job to order out every night and gain 20 pounds or you're shutting up and eating pizza and salad with curly fries for your entire freshman year.

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Back to the blog.

I've realized more than anything that I love college not for being a part of the craziness but being around the craziness. Don't get me wrong, if someone barged in my room right now and told me to put on a horse mask, slap him, and call him Sally, I'd do it without question. (You guys better be laughing because when I try to make jokes like this with my new friends they think I'm some really weird kinky person with horse mask fetishes.)

As a writer I'm enjoying all of the characters I meet and all of the stories that come along with them. I've laughed with my professors, sang with my neighbors, danced with the hip-hoppers in the gym, and fell up the stairs so many times that I feel like I've been missing out on life before coming here.

This place is great for small town folks. The campus is big enough to not have any friends in a class but small enough to bump into someone on the walk back to the dorm.

It's also very very clean. Thank the lord for that one because with the amount of vomit these girls hold in them I'm surprised there aren't janitorial carts on every floor 24/7.
My side of the room isn't always as nice as my roommate's is though. I'm a very scattered person and she's a very organized person so it's pretty interesting looking at our dorm room.
COURTNEY, I'M SO SORRY! YOU MUST TRAIN ME !!!

Courtney's set up

And uh....my...uh.   Yeah.

Mom, I know you read these. Don't worry I clean it everyday. This just gets this way throughout the day, okay! I'M A CLEAN WOMAN, MOM! DON'T CALL ME AND YELL AT ME !

Oh! The custodians, who keep Bloomsburg University clean, are amazing and if you ever see one you better stop and chat because they're the best people to talk to when breaking up a long day. Very down the Earth, very hard working, and very lovable.

The people here are just genuinely nice. Don't get me wrong!!! There are assholes! It's just they're easier to steer clear from opposed to high school where if you weren't labeled a certain way people would exert you from a social group.

I know certain people who built up their entire high school social status only to throw it away to impress other people. Now they're in college and have to start all over. This is why it's so important to listen to people when they say BE YOU.

 Because if you're in college now and only post pictures of the good times you had in high school that means you're living in the past. You never had the time to be you because you were always with the same people doing the same things. Get out of that dorm and join a club or met someone who is different than you. It's always interesting that way.

Whiteboard war with my Ramen loving friend, Darrell.

I have met so many amazing people here that it's mind blowing. Where have they all been while I was trapped away in that tiny town!? I could just sit and laugh at all of the crazy things that have been happening. I couldn't be happier. The only times I've ever had an emotional hiccup were the times when I thought of the bad things that went on in Old Forge. High school in particular. UGH. UGHHHH. High school. UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHH.

The studying is really kicking my butt though! Here's a book, there's a book. A book there and a book here. Oh look at this I better read it. I love me some articles on the culture of the Nacierma. Yaaaaay.

I wonder how things are back home. I can't say I miss it but I do miss some of the teachers who actually made is possible to stay in school. With certain people in mind I'm itching to get a day to stop by and have a conversation with all of my teachers. I miss them more than anything!!! Now that I'm in college and away from high school I couldn't imagine anyone studying for four years and going BACK. AHHHH!!!

Until next time my readers,
Amber