Monday, August 27, 2007

I had my first class today. Intro to Lit. It was sooo freaking awesome! I have like the coolest teacher in the world. He reminds me of Mr. McDounough (I can't remember how to spell his name and I never had him as a teacher, but he was pretty awesome). I have another class at 3:00 and I start work at the book store in one hour. I should probably go get ready. I miss everyone.

Friday, August 24, 2007

In da club

So I went to a club tonight. Five guys asked me to dance, creepy staring guy, a butt rub and a butt pinch, one guy offered me drinks and one guy was fairly nice and seemed to be in the same position as me, but he was drunk.

I really don't see the point of going to a club if you can't dance and you can't drink. That's not to say that I'll be one of those drunk girls one day, but if you really can't dance, I think a drink might help you loosen up a bit and have a little more fun. But nooooooo...

So let's see....first guy was creepy staring guy who just came up behind me. I moved. A really nice guy (over 21) came up and tried to get me to dance. Tried to move my hips even though I said they don't move. Then he got frustrated and left. He was butt rub guy though. So apparently I've got something. Third guy/butt...pinch kinda and a smile guy asked me to dance. I said I couldn't dance and he just started doing crazy moves like I would do. So I kinda danced along, but he got frustrated too and said, "I don't wanna dance with you anymore." Sadly, I could not hear him over the INSANE reggaetone or whatever. So I bent in to ask him what he said and he bent in thinking I had something to say and we butted heads and he just laughed, shook his head and walked away. I don't know how to feel about that one. Creepy staring guy is still around during all of this, so I had to worry about him. Then I went and just stood near the bar. I think...3 more people came up during this time. Asked if I was okay and if I wanted to dance. I declined. Sam danced with one, and fell. She also got molested by him. ANOTHER reason I didn't want to dance.

Then crazy drunk guy came and asked us if we wanted drinks. We said no and he apologized because he "was drunk." I didn't want to accept a drink from someone who didn't even know what he was holding.

Other semi-nice guy didn't like to dance either and he felt bad for me because I couldn't drink. He was pretty nice, but I eventually turned around to talk to other girls because:
1) I didn't want him to offer me a drink
2) I didn't want him to ask me to dance (haha)
3) I couldn't understand him because he was drunk

I felt so bad. Every time someone asked me to dance I would just like laugh and put my head in my hands. I guess when that guy basically turned me down...that's probably how these guys all felt.

Sorry boys. I really am. I seriously just can't dance.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

I'm here.

Soooo, I have arrived. And things are actually...almost organized.

It's kinda insane.

That was from last night...I got distracted.

Now I'm sitting here with a Biore blackhead strip on my nose, trying to decide if I want to participate in stuff today. I KNOW I should, but....really...I just wanna sleep for a really long time. Although, I don't know. Boys shirtless and playing football does sound kind of interesting....I'll be back later.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Panic[k] Attacks

It's Monday, and I go up Wednesday. Panic attacks (with a "k" as me and Carly say) have taken over my life. I'm assuming it's all just nerves, but even my anti-anxiety meds aren't working. I can't breathe well, chest pains, dizziness and nausea. Bah. This new life isn't looking so great right now.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

So apparently, this is where my life is supposed to "begin."

So...I'm waiting.