A neighborhood is anything one makes it to be. It can be as large as a metropolitan area, or as small as the block you live on. A college dorm is also a neighborhood, and a very diverse and complex one at that. Hundreds of people crammed into one square block, living there for an entire school year, and trying to get along. Walking through campus on any given day, you can expect to her many different languages spoken on the street, pass hundreds of different nationalities and religions, and become friends with people you would have never met otherwise.
             Moving in is an interesting college experience. Everyone in your dorm is in the same position as you. No one knows anyone else, aside from maybe one or two friends that decided on the same school, but even then, there's a small chance that they are living in the same dorm as you are. People make friends fast, and don't have much trouble doing so, as almost everyone seems friendly enough at first. If you leave your door open, random people will stop by and introduce themselves within the first week or two. Some of them you may see again, and some you may not. Eventually, everyone makes their own group, and you begin to settle in on whom your closer friends are. Living in Minnesota, however, it's hard to find a lot of diversity among students. Sure, there are a lot of African American students, as well as European students, and Chinese, and so on. But regardless of how many there are it is obvious that they are much of the minority. U students seem to be mostly middle class white kids from somewhere in Minnesota or Wisconsin, and that's basically how it all pans out. However, there are obviously many groups formed among this majority.
             The girlie girls are the people I loathe the most. This group can be found in the main hall at about two o'clock in the morning on a Saturday snickering about who kissed who (or what, for that matter) at the frat that night....