Aug 29, 2005 13:10
So... one week of college is out of the way. Thank God, there's only like, 35 to go until summer.
Classes are okay... but I'm bored. Most of them are huge lecture halls, and nobody keeps the same seat, which can make it hard to meet people in the class. I am, however making friends in the halls. Let's go through one by one and discuss them, shall we, since we all know I won't get around to my reading in a timely fashion. Oops...
TASHA: Loud, lives 3 doors down and across the hall. Fun, depending on the situation. Need to watch her with the Jungle Juice/Kool-Aide and Everclear. Refuses to drink beer, which considering her affinity for anything with a proof attached you'd think she wouldn't really care.
DORSA: I love Dorsa. And Dorsa's Chex Mix. And her Swiss chocolate. I mean, what is there to not love about Dorsa? Yay! For Southies that live on my floor and not over in the Six Pack.
SCOTT: Scotty doesn't know! Okay, I had to get that out of my system. Sweetheart that lives below us and across the hall. He's fun to go out with and can normally find us a pretty good party.
DEREK: Lives across the hall from Scott, we only met him because he has a habit of leaving his room door open while watching good movies. Now that I think about it, that's a really good way to pick up chicks that make a habit of wandering the third floor, like us... hmmm... Either way, he has Chappelle's show on DVD, which makes him pretty damn good in my book.
BRYAN: Derek's roommate. He's pretty cool, too, loves to play online poker. I fully support this, since we're not allowed to use poker chips in the halls because it's "gambling". Psh.
BRIAN: Guy from Warren that Daniela met on Facebook. He's a sweetie, too, and lets us come over to Hendrick House and hang out in air conditioning. There was a bonding moment last night with him and Eric (who also went to Warren) over the streaker at the Maine South/Warren game last year. For those of you who don't know, there was a streaker. The security guards couldn't catch him. Hare took matters into his own hands and tackled him. According to Brian and Eric, the guy was out of school for a few days. Way to go, Coach Hare.
ERIC: Brian's friend, met him at Late Nighter. He's got this awesome smile and can play piano (although at first he said he couldn't) sings (although I haven't heard him) and says he can't dance... That I'm not sure of, because when I see him dance it looks damn good, but he says that footworking is the only thing he can do. We'll see.
JOHN: "Daniela, HE'S A HICK!" Thanks, Dorsa, I couldn't have put it better. Seriously, he's from downstate Illinois (two hours further south than here... let that sink in) and collects knives. And copies of the Kama Sutra. And edible lube that tastes cherries. Another, more sexual Jay, anyone?
There are a few more, but those are the people I've really gotten to know (as much as you can over one week) and really hang out with. I've only known them for a lil' bit, but it almost feels like I've known them forever, which is strange. Well, I mostly feel that way about Eric and Brian and sometimes Tasha. Daniela I have known forever, so that's that.
QUOTE OF THE DAY (RATHER, NIGHT)
Scott: Every party needs a fucking idiot.
Katie