Baseball Analogies Apply To Everything. At Least That Sport Isn't Completely Pointless.

Hitting it off the bat, what a great thing. Not in the baseball sort of way, that would be lame.

It's a relieving experience when you meet a new person and instantly you are able to avoid any awkward-ness.

All of my roommates (minus one) have settled their skinny little bums into apt 110. I just sat on my couch and watched them all walk in with their arms loaded, occasionally exchanging words, but mostly with the moms. I tried to avoid too much conversation because I know how it can be uncomfortable meeting someone for the first time, so I tried to look completely enthralled in the book I'm now reading, Catch-22. When night time came around, I sat myself in the middle of the smaller couch turned on either Parachute, Mat Kearney, or Mumford & Sons on Spotify and began writing a letter. That's when it began. New apartment-mate Chelsea and friend/new neighbor Lauren came in and lounged with me. We sat chatting for a good few hours, about absolutely nothing. It was bliss. My humor/sarcasm didn't offend them which is a good sign. They dished out plenty of hilarity and let me in on their inside jokes. They seem like prime folk.

The remaining three girls that I have met seem like pleasant ladies. I can't complain about any of them yet. I'm looking forward to spending more time with them. Once school starts I think I'll see more of them, as of now however, we hardly pass paths. A few of the apartment-tees are still in the awkward stage, as in by like 8:00 PM they are ready for bed and just lock themselves in their rooms, or avoid the apartment at all costs, or maybe their personalities are those of hermits, time will tell.

I've slowly started meeting other new people in the vicinity. Sometimes (or once) I talk to boys outside while they sit on their outside couches about heirloom tomatoes, foie gras, and France. I even played a bit of the heavenly sport with a few new faces. It wasn't a very satisfying game of volleyball, but I suppose you can't judge or look down on new people.

I'm craving a good game of competitive volleyball on a wood court with real volleyball shoes, real offensive plays, and floor burns/bruises, spandies can be optional. I'm tired of sand volleyball.

It's comforting to be making new friends while still having a good relationship with all my others. We still go swimming, have sleep-overs, movie nights, food runs, long talks, laughs, and phone calls. I walk into their apartments un-announced and sometimes I even break in. My plan is working perfectly. Hopefully it lasts into the fall.