i was reading an old friend's journal today. he was going on and on about how he was doing this and met this person here and there. AND i realize that is how i had pictured my grad school experience before i came to UT. I thought i'd be out there socialzing, making new friends..learning. experiencing.

it didn't turn out that way...mostly because of my nature. i don't know exactly all the things that make me the way i am. i just know that i a have a very hard time making friends. once upon a time, in the fifth grade, i went home every day and cried because i had ZERO friends. My mom was upset by this and told the teacher. the teacher pulled aside 3 girls in my class and told them that i didn't have any friends and that they should try to be my friend. "my so called friends" eventually told me about it months later and i was furious wih my mother. how embarrassing.

anyhow, i just wish i could be a better social butterfly.