Why the blog is called Random Thoughts

Random thoughts is the name of one of my first Facebook notes and the first one that actually seemed to be part of a diary. Below is the quote. I know this is more personal than I wanted this blog to be, but hey, it's about college life, at least for me :)

I guess the biggest culture shock is when you realize that there is no culture shock. People are the same, no matter where they come from. Unless they had a bad childhood or something.
It's not that I'm not weird anymore, but I am as weird here as I used to be at home. And as lonely.
Web-cams are great. It is awful when the only thing that you are feeling, the only feeling that you have about home is longing for your mom and wishing your friends can understand that life is beautiful.
Life is beautiful. There are some moments when you might feel lost and unhappy, but life is like that.
You can't always get what you want, but you'll always get what you need. Even if it's just a cold rain shower or a cold. Live on and you'll see! If you don't have what you expected to have, if your life is at times too mundane or too exciting, realize that you are content, that life is not making you miserable and smile!
It's OK to be jealous. And proud in the same time.
Walmart matches the price of all local competitors. And offers all the products they offer in a single, condensed space. This leads to the competition's death (bankruptcy). It is the American way, at least in big cities. In small towns they encourage local products. It's not a contradiction, it still is the American way.
You can learn how to cook even if you hadn't cooked in your life. You also mess up when making crepes. It's alright. And it's fun.
It's fun to talk on Facebook with your roommate. Even when you are next to each other. And it's fun to really talk to your roommate too. Or to go on messenger and get beaten up at Dominoes, even if she doesn't have any idea what she's supposed to do.
I can imagine my future kids (and by kids, I of course mean kid, it's just that I don't know the sex yet). Growing up in America (or not). But somehow I can't imagine my future husband (or their father at least). If there will be a husband, or a father I yet do not know, but somehow there will be kids. My kids won't really belong anywhere. And that's sad. And they will see a culture shock, where there's none..
If I'll stay in the States, I'll have my kids in the States. If and when I have them. No applying for citizenship.
You don't have to be American to be American. After all, all Americans were immigrants at one point or another.
I am getting more and more used to being here. And I am realizing more and more the absence of the culture shock. Is it because I, as a big city girl, didn't have any culture?
My Romanian friends don't seem to know this yet, but...
Sooner or later, we all grow up...