Missing Chicago
So, it's a Saturday night and I'm sitting in my apartment updating my LJ for lack of better things to do right now. I had plans to look hot and sexy and go out dancing and find some men to get some with. I even got as far as mostly dressed and ready when my friend called and said she was cancelling on me. Now, normally this wouldn't bother me seeing as how I've cancelled on her in the past. However, this particular night I was feeling very enthusiastic about actually going out and meeting people (guys) and having just a random good time. Oh well I guess.
My test on Friday went really well. I didn't even need to study for it as much as I did. I guess some things really are just common sense even if it's transcription of prokaryotes and eukaryotes. Other than that, work is not really going well. I was so busy studying that I didn't do any work last week and now I feel behind even though I know I'll be there for the next four years. Sigh.
In other words, I met this rather interesting guy last night while Angie and I were playing pool. He came over and played with us and we chatted and flirted and teamed up for pool and it was a thoroughly enjoyable time. He kept asking us to go out to the next club with them but we were kinda low-keying it in anticipation for tonight (ha, irony rears its ugly head) so we said no. So, he asked for my number and it was totally one of those feel-good nights that boosted my self-esteem a little. Now, hopefully he calls.
My test on Friday went really well. I didn't even need to study for it as much as I did. I guess some things really are just common sense even if it's transcription of prokaryotes and eukaryotes. Other than that, work is not really going well. I was so busy studying that I didn't do any work last week and now I feel behind even though I know I'll be there for the next four years. Sigh.
In other words, I met this rather interesting guy last night while Angie and I were playing pool. He came over and played with us and we chatted and flirted and teamed up for pool and it was a thoroughly enjoyable time. He kept asking us to go out to the next club with them but we were kinda low-keying it in anticipation for tonight (ha, irony rears its ugly head) so we said no. So, he asked for my number and it was totally one of those feel-good nights that boosted my self-esteem a little. Now, hopefully he calls.