these days are bound to happen sooner or later. let's get 'em over with.

Another day of orientation, and another afternoon walking around Oxford.  This time, I had no company, mostly to my own choosing, because I felt ostracized from the groups that have seemed already to have formed, and so I wallowed in my own self-pity as I trekked up Headington Hill.  Spent the evening alone in my room, decorating the room with pictures of home, writing letters home, and wishing that I wasn't so bad at making new friends.