WOOOOO COLLEGE!
So, I'm going to give an account of my week/weekend so far because it has been the most eventful since coming here.
So I received a call from Amanda Phillips this week telling me that her housemates and her had a meeting and I was officially going to live in Camelot next year! She told me before that this was a possibility, but I didn't want to count on it in case it didn't work. I was sort of expecting it not to work, so it was a really really nice surprise considering I had no idea where I was going to live otherwise. So that should be fun. I've met most of the girls from the house and they're really nice and know me by name even though I don't know all of them by name (oops).
Macki left on Thursday to go to a wedding in some random state, so the room was all mine for the weekend, which I actually kind of enjoyed. Friday I went to IV with my smallgroup and afterwards one of the girls told me a bunch of people were going to get coffee and invited me to join them so I went along. Then as I was following the masses I found out we weren't getting coffee, but going back to the subfree dorm, where all but me and two other girls in my smallgroup live. We got there and everybody sort of dispersed, but there was talk about going to see the new Die Hard. I didn't have anything better to do so I went to see it and it was awesome! Afterwards at like midnight we went to the tennis courts by Bell Hall and all played soccer.
I've missed soccer so much and it was really fun to play again! Of course when you get a big group of people who haven't trained on the same team together the strategy each person develops is usually run after the ball and score score score. So on our team we had a lot of people playing offense, so I sticked back and played defense, which I never play. But it was good. A lot of the guys on the other team would try to dribble past me and I kept getting the ball from them, especially Cameron, who they teased a bit for this. Later they ripped his snap-off pants off and he continued to run down the field with the pant legs trailing him. It was pretty funny. Our team lost in the end but whatever.
At about 2 we were walking off the course when I noticed strange people wearing animal masks walking around. As I walked closer, the one in the donkey mask seemed more and more familiar, until he took the mask off and it was revealed to be none other than the Peter Phillips. I called him a freak. His other freakfriends were dressed as a banana, monkey, some sort of lumberjack carrying a doll and placing it in streets and hanging it from trees, and my personal favorite: a kid wearing a sheep mask with a wool vest and sketchy white long john pants. He walked in a creepy hunch while carrying a yellow umbrella... and he just stood and stared at people. I really wish I had taken a picture.
I ended up actually going to bed after 3AM which for me is late... and also considering the fact that I knew I had to get up in the morning at 8:30! Of course I ended up sleeping through my alarm and was woken up by my phone ringing and my small group leader saying a girl was picking me up in 5 minutes. So I get dressed really fast and run outside and get in the car and we are off to a thing called PUMPKIN FEST! We got to do a corn maze (it was actually really difficult to find the way out... and I kept thinking of children of the corn), and go on a hay ride, and PICK PUMPKINS! I got a really cute round one to bring back to my dorm. His name is Dumpkins.
After I got back I worked on school work on and off for about 4 hours (seeing as I have 2 exams this week). Then my friend from my hall Sophia invited me out with her friends tonight. I told her I was hesitant because I don't drink and she would be the only person I would know. She told me she understood, but still wanted me to come. So I took a chance and I went. We went to an ashby (lovingly referred to here as trashby) apartment that her friend lived in, and waited for like an hour. There were about 8 of us there and they played beer pong and just "pregamed" o lo que sea. Sophia told me to play with her and said she would drink my beers. So we played with 3 cups half full per team and she and I each got one in, but the guys managed to get all 3 in really fast, and Sophia had already had 3 beers. I was just laughing as I watched her drink them because I knew it was my fault, but she agreed to it. She didn't end up drinking all of it though.
At like 11 we all walked over to the real party, which apparently was some kids birthday party (friend of a friend basically). We were told that it wouldn't be too crowded, but we were wrong. The crowd was overflowing into the parking lot. So we get there and everybody except for me gets their alcohol and we just stand around and talk, which was cool, but the party was basically awkward unless you were drunk. We tried dancing some but it was really really crowded and I kept getting shoved everywhere by people walking in and out. Oh and also you guys will love this- I rejected dancing with 3 guys. One of them was like "Oh you just can't wait to start dancing with me, huh?" (I guess I bumped into him or something) and i just mumbled and was like oh no, and he repeated himself as if he wanted to dance with me while Sophia and her friend tried not to laugh. And I just kept telling him I heard him and I didn't want to dance. I don't think Sophia will let me forget that one. Basically, I'm not exactly used to any of that attention, but it isn't all that flattering considering they would probably go up to any girl so they could just grind with her. I wasn't about to be that girl.
After staying at this party for a little over an hour I could tell that it wasn't going to get more exciting unless I started drinking, which I wasn't going to do. Not looking forward to 2 or 3 more hours of boredom and forced smiles, I told them I was going outside for a little bit and I called Amanda and asked her to rescue me. It felt weird calling somebody and saying that, considering it's a classic teenage tv show script thing to do. But I didn't need to be rescued because it wasn't what I expected or it scared me- I just realized it wasn't my place and I wanted to leave. Being the awesome person that she is, she quickly agreed and came to get me and take me back to Camelot, where there was a dance party going on in the Underground (underneath Camelot).
Here is where there is a clear difference between the party I went to with Sophia, who I still think is an awesome awesome person, and the party I went to with Amanda. The party earlier tonight was one where they played only rap music and people scandelously danced with strangers because they were drunk. The later party was one where they played rap music and wove in the macarena, scrubs, and other classics and people danced like idiots and people knew each other so it was ok. And it was fun, not boring. And not only fun if you were drunk, because over half the people there weren't drunk at all. That's the world I want to be in.
And everybody who has ever looked down on me because I don't drink, I don't even care. I know that a lot of you guys were afraid of telling me when you started drinking, because you thought I'd look down on it. And you all tried to get me to go out and get experience. And I just want to tell you that yeah I've seen that world, and I really did give it a chance, and for now I don't want anything to do with it. Because I can have so much more fun doing other things.
So there's my week.
So I received a call from Amanda Phillips this week telling me that her housemates and her had a meeting and I was officially going to live in Camelot next year! She told me before that this was a possibility, but I didn't want to count on it in case it didn't work. I was sort of expecting it not to work, so it was a really really nice surprise considering I had no idea where I was going to live otherwise. So that should be fun. I've met most of the girls from the house and they're really nice and know me by name even though I don't know all of them by name (oops).
Macki left on Thursday to go to a wedding in some random state, so the room was all mine for the weekend, which I actually kind of enjoyed. Friday I went to IV with my smallgroup and afterwards one of the girls told me a bunch of people were going to get coffee and invited me to join them so I went along. Then as I was following the masses I found out we weren't getting coffee, but going back to the subfree dorm, where all but me and two other girls in my smallgroup live. We got there and everybody sort of dispersed, but there was talk about going to see the new Die Hard. I didn't have anything better to do so I went to see it and it was awesome! Afterwards at like midnight we went to the tennis courts by Bell Hall and all played soccer.
I've missed soccer so much and it was really fun to play again! Of course when you get a big group of people who haven't trained on the same team together the strategy each person develops is usually run after the ball and score score score. So on our team we had a lot of people playing offense, so I sticked back and played defense, which I never play. But it was good. A lot of the guys on the other team would try to dribble past me and I kept getting the ball from them, especially Cameron, who they teased a bit for this. Later they ripped his snap-off pants off and he continued to run down the field with the pant legs trailing him. It was pretty funny. Our team lost in the end but whatever.
At about 2 we were walking off the course when I noticed strange people wearing animal masks walking around. As I walked closer, the one in the donkey mask seemed more and more familiar, until he took the mask off and it was revealed to be none other than the Peter Phillips. I called him a freak. His other freakfriends were dressed as a banana, monkey, some sort of lumberjack carrying a doll and placing it in streets and hanging it from trees, and my personal favorite: a kid wearing a sheep mask with a wool vest and sketchy white long john pants. He walked in a creepy hunch while carrying a yellow umbrella... and he just stood and stared at people. I really wish I had taken a picture.
I ended up actually going to bed after 3AM which for me is late... and also considering the fact that I knew I had to get up in the morning at 8:30! Of course I ended up sleeping through my alarm and was woken up by my phone ringing and my small group leader saying a girl was picking me up in 5 minutes. So I get dressed really fast and run outside and get in the car and we are off to a thing called PUMPKIN FEST! We got to do a corn maze (it was actually really difficult to find the way out... and I kept thinking of children of the corn), and go on a hay ride, and PICK PUMPKINS! I got a really cute round one to bring back to my dorm. His name is Dumpkins.
After I got back I worked on school work on and off for about 4 hours (seeing as I have 2 exams this week). Then my friend from my hall Sophia invited me out with her friends tonight. I told her I was hesitant because I don't drink and she would be the only person I would know. She told me she understood, but still wanted me to come. So I took a chance and I went. We went to an ashby (lovingly referred to here as trashby) apartment that her friend lived in, and waited for like an hour. There were about 8 of us there and they played beer pong and just "pregamed" o lo que sea. Sophia told me to play with her and said she would drink my beers. So we played with 3 cups half full per team and she and I each got one in, but the guys managed to get all 3 in really fast, and Sophia had already had 3 beers. I was just laughing as I watched her drink them because I knew it was my fault, but she agreed to it. She didn't end up drinking all of it though.
At like 11 we all walked over to the real party, which apparently was some kids birthday party (friend of a friend basically). We were told that it wouldn't be too crowded, but we were wrong. The crowd was overflowing into the parking lot. So we get there and everybody except for me gets their alcohol and we just stand around and talk, which was cool, but the party was basically awkward unless you were drunk. We tried dancing some but it was really really crowded and I kept getting shoved everywhere by people walking in and out. Oh and also you guys will love this- I rejected dancing with 3 guys. One of them was like "Oh you just can't wait to start dancing with me, huh?" (I guess I bumped into him or something) and i just mumbled and was like oh no, and he repeated himself as if he wanted to dance with me while Sophia and her friend tried not to laugh. And I just kept telling him I heard him and I didn't want to dance. I don't think Sophia will let me forget that one. Basically, I'm not exactly used to any of that attention, but it isn't all that flattering considering they would probably go up to any girl so they could just grind with her. I wasn't about to be that girl.
After staying at this party for a little over an hour I could tell that it wasn't going to get more exciting unless I started drinking, which I wasn't going to do. Not looking forward to 2 or 3 more hours of boredom and forced smiles, I told them I was going outside for a little bit and I called Amanda and asked her to rescue me. It felt weird calling somebody and saying that, considering it's a classic teenage tv show script thing to do. But I didn't need to be rescued because it wasn't what I expected or it scared me- I just realized it wasn't my place and I wanted to leave. Being the awesome person that she is, she quickly agreed and came to get me and take me back to Camelot, where there was a dance party going on in the Underground (underneath Camelot).
Here is where there is a clear difference between the party I went to with Sophia, who I still think is an awesome awesome person, and the party I went to with Amanda. The party earlier tonight was one where they played only rap music and people scandelously danced with strangers because they were drunk. The later party was one where they played rap music and wove in the macarena, scrubs, and other classics and people danced like idiots and people knew each other so it was ok. And it was fun, not boring. And not only fun if you were drunk, because over half the people there weren't drunk at all. That's the world I want to be in.
And everybody who has ever looked down on me because I don't drink, I don't even care. I know that a lot of you guys were afraid of telling me when you started drinking, because you thought I'd look down on it. And you all tried to get me to go out and get experience. And I just want to tell you that yeah I've seen that world, and I really did give it a chance, and for now I don't want anything to do with it. Because I can have so much more fun doing other things.
So there's my week.