Yes, I did have surgery on my face. That is to say that I had surgery on my foolish wisdom teeth. What clowns they are. Anyways, it was a surprise to me that when I was injected with the Sodium Penethol, that my consciousness was lost only moments after the fact that my orthodontist said "you might feel a pressure or warmth when this starts going into your blood stream." Afterwards, Mollie helped me out of the place when it was all over, before which I was actually crying because of how confused I was.
Although, here's the best part about my surgery: For 3-5 days I will be eligible to be EITHER a Robert Z'Dar (Maniac Cop rulez) or Ron Pearlman impersonator. I mean, how many people get to have the mandible of a thousand men? Man I'm lucky.
Really, the surgery was a breeze. No complications, no snoring or even embarrassing morning wood. I'd say that the worst part about it is running out of movies to watch and having to hold ice on my face for long periods of time.
In conclusion, I look awesome.
And now, I am home. I will be here for the summer and whatnot.
So yes, going to college is most definatly a different experience. However, you must assume that your college experience is the most typical of all experiences.
I have had the opportunity to live that generic lifestyle: Neighbors who talk to you all the time, Loud noises at 3am, idiots who say "Woo College!" and/or "Woo beer!", neighbors faking a drunken relationship with a girl whom you do not know, etc. I am glad that I decided to stay in the dorms mostly because of the fact that I have felt so isolated. Given, I do not like most people I meet and I do not intend on staying in touch with every single person that contact is made with.
It is only one more week when I can consider myself "home for the summer". Interviews, gouging of teeth and unpacking are only circumstances of work to get back home. You can visit if you like.