So, I Don't Know about You Guys, But College Has Got to be the Greatest Invention Ever
Greetings from Clark 5! So yeah I've only been here for about a week and a half - actually almost two weeks - and it fucking rocks. I mean, I can't have been here for that short a period of time. Too much has happened already. Just goes to show how goddamn boring normal life back home is. I mean, think about it: no parents, your own room, boys just downstairs, and no one watching you. Someone must really love me. This whole setup is sweet. Despite the fact that I was molested at Lambda Chi, my first frat party was awesome. I may have complained about everyone being ugly from looking at all those brochures, but wow - nothing to complain about here. I met some of the most gorgeous boys I have ever come face-to-face with and they live right downstairs! And we're friends! Like I said, sweet. My roommate, Sara, is awesome and so is the girl across the hall, Laura. We've resolved to make this semester a constant dance party, and so far it's working wonderfully. Although last night we were rudley interrupted in the middle of our Michael Jackson dance party by a lousy fire alarm. Boo. Don't get me wrong - I've had my share of creeps and ugly boys, but that aside, well - the good heavily outweighs the bad. I've also picked up a fucking accent already. Great. So yeah you can tell I'm really dedicated to the school aspect of this all as I have found enough time to start this shit up again. I got out of class today at 12:30 and I could have come straight back and did homework. Instead, I walked a friend to class, got lunch, talked to friends from back home, took a nap, found a spa, stretched, watched Laguna Beach, the usual. See, I was really productive - just not doing schoolwork. Oh well. I'm just having too much fun. And I fear I'm rubing my bad work ethic on all the good people of Beck 4. Well, that's what you get for befriending me. Sidenote: facebook makes me feel like a stalker.