Another night...another event

The following is an IC post from KSU.
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I'm slowly getting moved in. The few things I shipped to myself haven't arrived yet. I forget how slow mail can be from Africa. It seems odd having a room to myself now. I hadn't even thought about living arrangements here. All of the girls have their rooms completely decked out. Then there is me...bare walls and a plain bed. I don't need more. But if I want to fit in, I think I'm going to have to decorate like they do. Luna offered to help me with that, bless her.

Last night was the charity date auction. I'd never been to anything like it before. Almost the whole campus had turned out. It seemed like another good opportunity to mix with my fellow students. But, I didn't offer myself up for auction. I wanted to see how it all worked first. In hindsight, I think it would have been a good idea. The students being auctioned were brought up on stage, had to say a bit about themselves, and answer a (sometimes odd) question. A chance to introduce myself to everyone was missed. As it was, I felt a bit invisible in the crowd. Luna and Ducky were there, so at least I knew a few people.

But, I just don't seem to click well with everyone. I thought that volunteering to be an RA would help me meet everyone. But I think it is making it harder. Now it is like there is a wall between us because I am an 'authority figure' and they don't want me to catch them breaking the rules or something. Gah! It's just like growing up...I could play with the other kids, but I was always one of 'them' because my parents were the aid workers, and their parents were the refugees. Well...it's a role I know well, I had just hoped I could escape it here.