Happy Now Steph?
What the hell Steph? You can't be getting naked and making out with guys! What is happening to you? I've been in college like twice as long as you and I still haven't made out with anyone yet. I'm working on it though...or trying to at least...I have a couple of people I'm sort of working on, it almost worked out with one of them but things kinda fell through, it's actually a really funny story, probably even funnier than the one about mom giving my condoms last year, but it's too long to tell on here, so remind me to tell you guys next time I see you. Yeah, apparently I'm into redheads now, which I never realized...I never really got that into redheads before, but now all of a sudden there are a few here who I'm really really interested in, it's kind of odd.
Anyway, does that count as an update? I don't have a lot to talk about, not a lot of exciting stuff goes on around here, we just spend most of our time doing homework and watching Desperate Housewives, which I have learned is the greatest show ever made. I'm so fucking addicted. We have only two more episodes to watch on the 23-episode first season DVD, and I can't wait. If anyone needs someone to have a deep DH conversation with, let me know.
Actually we did do something fun last weekend. Saturday night was Queer Bash, which is a big party for all of the gays on campus to come out, but everyone goes to the party wearing just absurd things. Mostly it's just guys dressing as girls and girls dressing as whores. There was a theme, though, "fairy tales and bedtime stories", so I dressed as Peter Pan, I had a scimitar and everything, it was kick-ass. I was wearing my friend Petra's clothes, though, so it was a pretty girly looking Peter Pan, but it was queer bash so it was well-received. And a month or so ago we had an "anything but clothes" party, which I think is pretty self-explanatory. I made an outfit out of only paper plates and duct tape. It was pretty revealing, and very cold, but it was fun and people got a kick out of it.
Ooh ooh, I also drank last weekend, and like 3 times since...the first night I just had 4 shots of vodka and had only a slight buzz, not even enough to really notice, I just felt a little bit wobbly...since then I've had about the same each time or a little less, so I haven't felt anything any of those times...but hey, it still counts as drinking. Plus, I can use the shot glass collection Liz got me that I never thought I'd get a chance to use.
Speaking of that, I'm doing pretty good living the single life. It was rough for a day or two but I'm doing much better now. It's taken a lot of stress out of my life, and I feel kind of liberated. I mean obviously I miss her a lot and it still hurts, especially the past 2-3 days for some reason that I can't identify, but it is kind of exciting to be back out on the market again. I'm kind of sick of being single though, I hope something works out soon. I'll keep you guys updated.
It's getting really cold here and I don't know what to do to keep myself warm. I have 2 coats with me, my leather one and my Carhartt; my leather one is cool but not very warm, whereas my Carhartt is just ass ugly. So apparently I have to buy a new coat tomorrow. I'm trying to live frugally, but it's not really working.
Tomorrow I have a meeting for the Williams paper, hopefully I'll get an assignment this time. I've decided I really want to start writing for it, and for my winter study course in January I'm taking a class on journalism. I think I could be some kind of writer someday, not a novelist or anything but
maybe for a newspaper. Probably not though. The other day I started getting worried because I don't really know what I want to do with my life. I still want to be a teacher, but they really don't make much money. It wasn't such a problem when I had a rocket scientist's income to supplement it, but now without that a teacher's salary doesn't really seem that appealing. The other day, though, I was sitting in history class and I started looking around me at all of the rich spoiled kids in the class. It hit me that they're not any happier than I am, even though I come from a family with a fraction of the money. I mean I've always known the old adage about money not being everything, but it never really hit me just how unimportant it really is.
Then after the paper meeting I have a history study session with this hott junior girl in my class and a guy named Nick, who's a senior. I'm kind of nervous because I don't really know any upperclassmen other than me JA's so I'm not used to talking to them, but Katie (the girl) is really nice (and really hott), so I'm excited.
I'll try to update this thing more. I can never really get up the ambition to start an entry, because usually by the time I have free time I'm too exhausted to write, but once I start writing I feel like I have so much to say and end up having to cut myself off because it's too long before I say everything I want to. So I'll end it here and hopefully write again soon. I miss you guys a ton, I can't wait for Thanksgiving/Christmas, it's gonna be a blast. We'll all get drunk and play board games like in the old days (except for the drunk part, that'll be new). I'm going to bed now. Au revoir (and you better elaborate now Steph).
Anyway, does that count as an update? I don't have a lot to talk about, not a lot of exciting stuff goes on around here, we just spend most of our time doing homework and watching Desperate Housewives, which I have learned is the greatest show ever made. I'm so fucking addicted. We have only two more episodes to watch on the 23-episode first season DVD, and I can't wait. If anyone needs someone to have a deep DH conversation with, let me know.
Actually we did do something fun last weekend. Saturday night was Queer Bash, which is a big party for all of the gays on campus to come out, but everyone goes to the party wearing just absurd things. Mostly it's just guys dressing as girls and girls dressing as whores. There was a theme, though, "fairy tales and bedtime stories", so I dressed as Peter Pan, I had a scimitar and everything, it was kick-ass. I was wearing my friend Petra's clothes, though, so it was a pretty girly looking Peter Pan, but it was queer bash so it was well-received. And a month or so ago we had an "anything but clothes" party, which I think is pretty self-explanatory. I made an outfit out of only paper plates and duct tape. It was pretty revealing, and very cold, but it was fun and people got a kick out of it.
Ooh ooh, I also drank last weekend, and like 3 times since...the first night I just had 4 shots of vodka and had only a slight buzz, not even enough to really notice, I just felt a little bit wobbly...since then I've had about the same each time or a little less, so I haven't felt anything any of those times...but hey, it still counts as drinking. Plus, I can use the shot glass collection Liz got me that I never thought I'd get a chance to use.
Speaking of that, I'm doing pretty good living the single life. It was rough for a day or two but I'm doing much better now. It's taken a lot of stress out of my life, and I feel kind of liberated. I mean obviously I miss her a lot and it still hurts, especially the past 2-3 days for some reason that I can't identify, but it is kind of exciting to be back out on the market again. I'm kind of sick of being single though, I hope something works out soon. I'll keep you guys updated.
It's getting really cold here and I don't know what to do to keep myself warm. I have 2 coats with me, my leather one and my Carhartt; my leather one is cool but not very warm, whereas my Carhartt is just ass ugly. So apparently I have to buy a new coat tomorrow. I'm trying to live frugally, but it's not really working.
Tomorrow I have a meeting for the Williams paper, hopefully I'll get an assignment this time. I've decided I really want to start writing for it, and for my winter study course in January I'm taking a class on journalism. I think I could be some kind of writer someday, not a novelist or anything but
maybe for a newspaper. Probably not though. The other day I started getting worried because I don't really know what I want to do with my life. I still want to be a teacher, but they really don't make much money. It wasn't such a problem when I had a rocket scientist's income to supplement it, but now without that a teacher's salary doesn't really seem that appealing. The other day, though, I was sitting in history class and I started looking around me at all of the rich spoiled kids in the class. It hit me that they're not any happier than I am, even though I come from a family with a fraction of the money. I mean I've always known the old adage about money not being everything, but it never really hit me just how unimportant it really is.
Then after the paper meeting I have a history study session with this hott junior girl in my class and a guy named Nick, who's a senior. I'm kind of nervous because I don't really know any upperclassmen other than me JA's so I'm not used to talking to them, but Katie (the girl) is really nice (and really hott), so I'm excited.
I'll try to update this thing more. I can never really get up the ambition to start an entry, because usually by the time I have free time I'm too exhausted to write, but once I start writing I feel like I have so much to say and end up having to cut myself off because it's too long before I say everything I want to. So I'll end it here and hopefully write again soon. I miss you guys a ton, I can't wait for Thanksgiving/Christmas, it's gonna be a blast. We'll all get drunk and play board games like in the old days (except for the drunk part, that'll be new). I'm going to bed now. Au revoir (and you better elaborate now Steph).