It’s like I’m staring at my soul when I look at this wall.
I’ve been here at Harvard for the past week-and-a-half, almost two weeks. I arrived Saturday, September 6th and was here for a week of orientation. I loved orientation; I got to hang out with my roommates and my entrywaymates. here at Harvard the buildings are divided by entryways rather than halls; people in specific entryways have to enter through the same door, forcing us to interact with each other and to be friends.
I’m the only person from Los Angeles in my entryway and one of four people from California; two are from Orange County and the other one is from the San Francisco Bay Area. I don’t see all of the people of my entryway, maybe because I am on the third floor, but I hang out with most people. We are a “diverse” group, I guess, even though six are from Massachusetts, five from the Boston area. I’m one of two Mexicans in my entryway; the other one is from Phoenix and I really like her. We have someone from Palestine and someone from Northern Ireland; they are the only international students in our entryway. Everyone else is scattered from around the United States.
My roommates are from: Powell, Ohio, Winchester, Massachusetts, and Denver, Colorado. It’s an interesting mix of ethnicities/backgrounds here.
I’m almost done choosing my courses; I’m taking two small courses and two lecture courses. So it begins at college. Yay.