Aug 27, 2004 10:19
College. Yeah. It's not really anything unexpected. Apparently blasting Death Cab and laying a pack of Zebra Cakes just inside a friendly open door isn't an effective way of meeting people. Who knew? Not to worry though. I have back up plans. I've heard acting drunk can work and there's always just not giving a damn and talking to anyone you find. The one person I've managed to meet introduced himself over the wall of a shower stall as I'm wet and sporting my nice black flip flops. He offered me some Total cereal last night before bed. I think we're best friends now. You can't pass up someone named Vikram now can you?
I've been carrying around my ergonomic shoulder pack and a digital camera in an attempt to look more collegesque. Somehow I've missed the numerous parties. I can see why drinking is so popular here...it's nice to have something to blame for not knowing what's going on. Tonight I'll try to infiltrate a group of people and poison them with my friendship. Perhaps I'll tag along with Gabe. It can't fail.
I'm afraid to eat. I don't really know where or how to use my meal card so I've been living off free food and my vast cache of Zebra Cakes. This morning I walked a mile and went to a meeting for a Direct Admit group I'm not in. I told them I was on the list and while they were confusedly looking for my "misplaced" name I stole a donut and some orange juice and slipped out the back door. I'm going to do this everyday.