The epitome of cool and feeling lonely in a crowd of poeple

I have decided that am the epitome of cool. I also am quite sarcastic.
We have just finished playing a game called mission unsockable in the hall where I am living for the year. It's kind of like assassin in that you get a target that you have to "kill" but hitting them with a sock. They are then out and you get their target. I was out on the first night, which I didn't mind (I was going to be actively playing and the girl who got me got the sock master prize for "killing" the most people). However it highlighted how people see me within the hall. I tend to hang out in the main t.v. room (called the aquarium. It has lots of comfy couches and a big screen tv with sky so its not a bad place to hang out) and people have noticed. The girl who got me and her friend  just had to wait in the aquarium for me to turn up (although at that point it was a safe zone so she didn't get me there). Easy.
I currently live my life on two floors of my hall, there are few floors that I haven't visited and one that i've been to once. My life is my room, the aquarium and the bathroom (1st floor), the dining room and the games room (ground floor) and the laundry down in the basement. During O-week I was in the aquarium most night, often when everyone was just going out or coming back from town (which means drunk people which, not going to lie, can be pretty funny). Currently I hang out there so I am at least trying to be vaguely social at other times other than meals. I'm not brave enough to just join in and i don't want to impose myself on anyone. Which means so far, its been pretty lonely. Even when there is lots of people arround, i still feel lonely.
I came to my hall not knowing anyone and everyone I meet seems to know at least one other person decently here, and if they didn't they sure did make friends fast. I don't think it helps that I'm not a ' go out and get wasted for the fun of it' kind of person but everyone else seems to be. (I'll post more on that later) It also doesn't help that I can't remembers everyones names either (really go way of making a situation akward) but I am getting there.So I spend time in my room, by myself, not even studying which could be a viable excuse but I just read, muck about on the internet, stalk people on facebook, watch tv ect. (see, epitome of cool)
This is all a bit depressing (congrats if your still reading this) but it is making out like I am nigel no-mates. This is not the case. I have friends who are living at home and are in other halls. I do go out and hang with them. One of my friends has been in a play this last week and so I having been hanging with her at uni after lectures till she has to go to the theater because it's not worth her going home inbetween, and she came out with me to a gig last night which was fun.
I guess I find it hard to make friends quickly and this is a situation where that sucks but I am hopeing and praying that it will get better. Then I get the joy of trying to meld my old friends with my new ones...

The Back Story

So a few weeks before I was to leave for uni, my family went away for two weeks. The idea was that I would go with them, but also that I would have a job and be earning money. Neither happened. I stayed at home, by myself, doing not a lot. Doing not a lot gives you lots of time for thinking.
Some of what I though was "I should start a blog about me at uni. It'll be like an online diary."
I started drafting posts in my head, but never got around to actual doing it. I can't really remember what they would of said but I know I was a little worried about going to uni as everyone I knew from school seemed so grown up. I wasn't sure I was ready to leave home and start fending for myself. I was worried that everything might turn to crap and I would have to go home in shame, a burden to my parents (althought they might argue that I still am) and a failure. And I still am (worried that is).
Now I know that people leave home at far ealier than 18 and do fantastically well at it, but I love my parents and I like living at home. I don't have to worry about buying food or bills or anything. I get to live in my little bubble with most of the crappy world stuff being kept at a safe distance.

Hi. Welcome to my blog. This is a place for me to complain and winge about my life so that I don't have to do it at people I know. Kinda like an online diary.
As the title implies, I am at university. It's now been 2 weeks since I left home and I've been meaning to start this earlier but i've been procrastinating. I've finally got arround to it and will hopefully try to post a long one about my first two weeks as a uni student and my hopes and dreams for the future.