12:42 p.m. Watched the Barrows migration to Stevie.
1:20 p.m. Barrows Lounge: Empty
1:27 p.m. Dascomb Lounge: Empty
1:34 p.m. Talked to my First Freshman.
1:37 p.m. Just got rejected to hang out by 2 first years—or at least, they left without inviting me to come along.
1:45 p.m. Showed Ted Waddelow, a Barrows R.A., my wire, and asked him where all the freshmen were.
1:50 p.m. Gave up. Walked back to my room to hide.
2:15 p.m. Wandered to the ice cream social. Told Danielle Young, the Director of the Alumni Association, not to reveal me. At first it was very awkward and I sat in silence with other students, but then it got better.
2:30 p.m. Got called out by several students. Hopefully no one noticed.
3-5 p.m. Napped. It is exhausting trying to make friends. Dreamed about a Tyra Banks show about going to college. It involved choosing classes and lots of sex. Go figure.
5 p.m. Decided to go to the picnic and sat with the biggest group of first years. We went around and said our names. Finally, students were sitting and talking together.
5-7 p.m. Hung out with freshmen. Heard someone refer to Oberlin as “home” already. Hopefully, the spy name will be placed on him and not me. I haven’t slipped like that yet.
7:00 p.m. Went to the Welcome and the concert. I liked the concert better this time around—maybe because I stayed awake. The Welcome was, as usual, college standard boring.
8:45 p.m. Wandered around Wilder Bowl. Students disappeared again.
10:47 p.m. Worked on blog. Wire is going back on for first night orientation.
10:53 p.m. Wandered into Barrows. We “explored” Barrows and then got sucked into a party in the 2nd floor kitchen. I watched about four students talk in a group of 20. Then, we played a game where we tasted jellybeans and described how they made us feel. There were 23 students, and we went around the circle twice. Twice.