Dear Diary,
It’s been a pretty wild ride so far. My first week at Phillips Academy Andover in the books, and I’ve made so many new friends! We’re already so close, I don’t think there’s anything that’ll split us up. Best friends forever. All 30 of us!!
Classes are great, but I keep getting my buildings mixed up. Apparently BIO-100 is not in Stimson House. Some girl taking a shower freaked out when I went in the bathroom to collect mold samples for my lab. Also who knew “Acting I” wasn’t in Paresky Commons? No wonder no one was going along with my improv skits. Paresky Commons, by the way, is great. My favorite meal is green beans! I love the squeaking sound that they make against my teeth. One time I sat in Lower Right, and all these kids glared at me. How thrilling!
In addition to classes, dorm life is such a blast, starting with our epic décor. My single in Rockwell is hands-down pinterest worthy. I love the diversity represented in my hallmates’ dorm decor. Some international students hung their countries’ flags. I decked mine out with flags like one that says “Full Send” and “Saturdays Are For the Boys.” I love representing my culture!
However, dorm life isn’t just a culturally diverse utopia. Yesterday, something bad happened in the common room. I went downstairs after a grueling session of math problems (my fun ones, not homework), only to see a group of opps, who totally don’t trap. I ran upstairs to avoid the embarrassment of being seen with these Geeds. (I learned this term off Total Frat Move). I locked myself in my room and began blasting “The Woo” to get back in touch with myself and my shakra.
Anyway, it’s 10:30 p.m., so I better put my jammies on before my house counselor checks 10:45 p.m. lights out!
Till next time,
Every frosh ever.
