i didn't really want you, but i want you now.
I loved the anti-freshman comments, rachel and felice! No worries. Younger guys suck. I am not going to go for a slut spiral this semester. It sounds much too tiring. I don't know any grad students (or older guys in general) anyway.
I'm getting people at Jones addicted to Weeds. It is an amazing show. The "I didn't really want you, but I want you now" subject title is a song in season one. It's kind of a sad song... but fitting. I have a more Rachel-like view of the world now: BITTER! MORBID! Ok, maybe not... We played the Weeds drinking game, where you drink whenever someone says weed/marijuana/other name for it. I drink slowly... but boys don't. Awesome.
I went to pub last night. I had a couple (WEAK) cranberry and vodkas beforehand and then I probably drank a beer or two there. I was bored, and what do I do when I'm bored (and can't go to sleep)? I act drunk. It's funny. Christine could tell I was acting from behind a door, yet all the boys seemed to think I was completely plastered. Boys are so dumb.
I did meet one freshman so far. It's sort of cheap since I apparently met her last year (I played lacrosse with her sister). She's cool. She likes weeds too. Oh well. I wrote a note to Theresa in class (yah, on my first day even.. I'm a slacker) saying I'd meet a freshman a week. I'm done till next Monday! Don't worry. This vow only lasts for two weeks.
They are doing flaming Dr. Peppers on Friday. Is it sad that I don't even like those? But that I plan to attend just to see who is going to burn their eyebrows off this year? Wow... I AM a bad person now. I blame Felice and Rachel.
In other news... Well, no.. In same news... I am anti-people. I walk to class singing "I hate people, I hate people, I hate people" to different tunes. It is... special. I went to THE MOST BORING CLASS I'VE EVER BEEN TO IN MY LIFE today. Who knew that microbiology would be so damned painful? I mean... I thought it'd be boring, but omg.. I had no idea anyone could speak so slowly about something so boring... "And here is another picture of a procaryote." Traci (my old suitemate) started falling off the deep end for real... She just started cracking up. I think that her brain was slowly melting. I felt her pain. I cannot stand that class for 80 minutes.. I then went to another class that I had with Christine. Afterward she was like "Omg, that class is SOOOO BORING" and I was like, "Really? Compared to microbio, that was such a break/relief! AMAZING!" I mean, I guess it was slightly boring... But at least the guy isn't as monotone. He makes bad jokes.. like...
He was telling us that the answer to any question is "depends." Then he said "Do really old guys wear boxers or briefs? DEPENDS!" [If you don't understand that old people wear diapers called "depends" then it probably isn't that funny to you.]
Yes, my brain had melted as well. I thought his jokes were funny.
Later today/tonight we had to go back for lab for that class. It sucks when Houston breaks out into psycho thunderstorms. It has sprinkled, rained, or poured/flooded every day I've been here so far. Gross. I was soaking wet. I am glad I invested in an umbrella this year (Best $5 at JoAnns ever).
Anyway, I have to take a nap every day because my bed is so amazing. Seriously, I have a mattress pad, a feather bed, and a comforter under my sheet. That is like 6-8 inches of softness on top of my mattress. Then, my mommy made me the softest blanket ever (Rachel can attest to this). Christine fell asleep in my bed for a while. Apparently she thought it was comfy too. Ok, my bed looks amazing. I believe it is bed time. Plus, it is late! 1:30 am and I have to wake up early for my 1 pm class!
I'm getting people at Jones addicted to Weeds. It is an amazing show. The "I didn't really want you, but I want you now" subject title is a song in season one. It's kind of a sad song... but fitting. I have a more Rachel-like view of the world now: BITTER! MORBID! Ok, maybe not... We played the Weeds drinking game, where you drink whenever someone says weed/marijuana/other name for it. I drink slowly... but boys don't. Awesome.
I went to pub last night. I had a couple (WEAK) cranberry and vodkas beforehand and then I probably drank a beer or two there. I was bored, and what do I do when I'm bored (and can't go to sleep)? I act drunk. It's funny. Christine could tell I was acting from behind a door, yet all the boys seemed to think I was completely plastered. Boys are so dumb.
I did meet one freshman so far. It's sort of cheap since I apparently met her last year (I played lacrosse with her sister). She's cool. She likes weeds too. Oh well. I wrote a note to Theresa in class (yah, on my first day even.. I'm a slacker) saying I'd meet a freshman a week. I'm done till next Monday! Don't worry. This vow only lasts for two weeks.
They are doing flaming Dr. Peppers on Friday. Is it sad that I don't even like those? But that I plan to attend just to see who is going to burn their eyebrows off this year? Wow... I AM a bad person now. I blame Felice and Rachel.
In other news... Well, no.. In same news... I am anti-people. I walk to class singing "I hate people, I hate people, I hate people" to different tunes. It is... special. I went to THE MOST BORING CLASS I'VE EVER BEEN TO IN MY LIFE today. Who knew that microbiology would be so damned painful? I mean... I thought it'd be boring, but omg.. I had no idea anyone could speak so slowly about something so boring... "And here is another picture of a procaryote." Traci (my old suitemate) started falling off the deep end for real... She just started cracking up. I think that her brain was slowly melting. I felt her pain. I cannot stand that class for 80 minutes.. I then went to another class that I had with Christine. Afterward she was like "Omg, that class is SOOOO BORING" and I was like, "Really? Compared to microbio, that was such a break/relief! AMAZING!" I mean, I guess it was slightly boring... But at least the guy isn't as monotone. He makes bad jokes.. like...
He was telling us that the answer to any question is "depends." Then he said "Do really old guys wear boxers or briefs? DEPENDS!" [If you don't understand that old people wear diapers called "depends" then it probably isn't that funny to you.]
Yes, my brain had melted as well. I thought his jokes were funny.
Later today/tonight we had to go back for lab for that class. It sucks when Houston breaks out into psycho thunderstorms. It has sprinkled, rained, or poured/flooded every day I've been here so far. Gross. I was soaking wet. I am glad I invested in an umbrella this year (Best $5 at JoAnns ever).
Anyway, I have to take a nap every day because my bed is so amazing. Seriously, I have a mattress pad, a feather bed, and a comforter under my sheet. That is like 6-8 inches of softness on top of my mattress. Then, my mommy made me the softest blanket ever (Rachel can attest to this). Christine fell asleep in my bed for a while. Apparently she thought it was comfy too. Ok, my bed looks amazing. I believe it is bed time. Plus, it is late! 1:30 am and I have to wake up early for my 1 pm class!