“Went outside and sat with a table of people I didn’t know, only to have been invited by one. Brought along my mothers gifts and passed them ‘round the bench. Friendly conversation was also passed along with some outgoing chit chat. A cold goobye and through the main doors my neighbors appear and a cookie is traded and ate. Upon entering back into my quarters I see those boys sitting square. I decided to enter their mumble and learn a few new things. I didn’t care of the looks or of the passerby’s. I am my own person. Don’t forget that you are too. THEN a good friend, Rebecca, came and opened up her room to me. Her roommate was nice and another cookie was shared.”
and this is just the beginning.
