Angelos

Where do I fit in? Arriving on campus I was pushed into a whirl-wind of what they call “Music Camp.” Singing from nine in the morning to nine in the evening; meeting new people from all over the state of California, and the few from out-of-state like myself. Then New Student orientation begins and even more people are added to the equation: going to fun activities, sitting in fun seats during seminars, making awkward small talk with new people; bonding with my focus group .The joy of having to figure out where and with whom to sit at meals with in the ADC.  Of course it is then time for school to begin: sitting in classrooms, meeting even more new people; being loaded on with homework that there does not ever seem time to do. Auditions start up, and I am making quick bonds with people as I act and share audition scenes with people.  The good news, I made the show! Now I have made bonds with my new theatre family. Then I am connected in with my Yearbook family. So there, I have my choir family, cottage family, theatre family, yearbook family, and all the other people on campus I have bonded with.

                I am still meeting many a new people, but holding on to the strong connections with my already close friends, but I still am not sure exactly where I fit in here. I do not want to be defined by a group, although being in theatre already almost does so, but I would like to know where I am with other people. Then again, the atmosphere here in college allows one to make friends with all kinds of different people; people from so many different groups or backgrounds or life styles. Maybe my relationships with people are actually like a prism, through one group or one person I can connect to many others of different relations. Or maybe even I am a Prism in itself, God shining through me and connecting me to different colors, or people in this case.  This is definitely something to ponder upon as I fall asleep at night in my lovely, not as comfortable as I would like, bunk bed.

My Girls

My cottage consists of ten lovely girls, half of us from places near Riverside, and some as far as Texas and Oklahoma. All of us are in different majors:  nursing, music, political science, art and design, theatre and journalism. We have instrumentalist, actors, singers, cheerleaders; the girls with a big family to an only child. When someone walks into my room in the cottage they will see one side of the room the basic white and black colors, and the other a variety of vibrant colors of every shade. All of our styles are different ranging from the t-shirt and jeans look to cute sundresses. Not one of us in my cottage is alike, but that does not stop us from having the time of our lives together.
It was about one o’clock in the morning, a school night of Wednesday evening. All of us decided to stay up late and work on homework, but instead it ended up with all of us making tea together, laughing, talking, and eventually making a midnight breakfast. We got out our pots and pans, eggs, bread, butter, and all that is included in making the product of breakfast, and started cooking at one in the morning. We all had class the next morning, but my cottage has become a family. A family of different races, backgrounds, majors, styles, lifestyles, and desires in life. Although we may all be diverse in so many ways, we are united because God is our anchor, and California Baptist has brought us together to love and support one another for the rest of the year, and hopefully the rest of our college careers.