Moving Out (In)

The moment of truth has arrived, I have officially moved it at RPI. The experience has been very disorienting, just days ago I was hanging out at Fisherman's beach and now I am in the middle of Troy NY about to start my social life all over again...basically. I sit now in the common room of Barton Hall, occationlly recieving and awkward glance from one of my future classmates. My room itself is empty right now and I suspect that I will be sleeping alone tonight since one of my roomates is on an overnight trip and the other hasn't even moved in yet. I'm looking forward to tomarrow because hopefully then I will start to make some friends. Right now this place seems deserted. I did meet a nice young man named Matt who is living in the dorm next to mine...I hope he likes indie rock because there is going to be a lot of it going through my wall over the course of my stay. The dorm's L.A. is walking by me right now whistling some classical tune that I forget the name of. He stops to talk to me a little bit about residence life and the college experiance blah blah blah and then tells me that he ought to be going. I suppose I ought to be going as well, maybe I'll take a walk around the campus and try to...ugh...make friends.