Its already WHAT week?!?!
Week 3 starts tomorrow. I know Im not in classes, but being an RA im still versed in which academic week it is.
I feel like the first two weeks skipped over me and didnt happen. Im obviously wrong because the disappointing memories of week 2 are still fresh.
Recruitment week. 5 sororities, + 50something girls = dissappointing numbers. Im so happy of the girls we did get in our New Member class (esp my Sarah!!!) but its kinda sad that every sorority got so little. It almost makes me wonder why 2 years ago the 4 allowed to 5th to come on campus. We love them but the numbers just arent there. Soooo, my sisters and I will be hosting some chillaxin days in the next few weeks to introduce girls to what a sorority is (and what it isnt regardless of what media tells them.)
Lets have a rockin term DZ!
In other matters - the last time I updated was a rather depressing update if I remember correctly. Id like to add that efforts on the part of somebody not myself have been made to make my life special and happy like I want it to be. It's a rocky (rockeeeeeee!) road to travel, with bumps every 24 hours or so. BUt for the first time in a long time, bumps have been smoothing themselves out upon the first precious moments of physical conract rather than wireless contact.
I smiled a lot last night.
I smiled a lot Friday night.
Friday night I smiled cause 18-22 year old girls took over a bolwing alley complete with matching shirts, horrible scores and a vast willingness to do the Cha Cha slide on the lanes upon the MCs request. Hey, whatever you gotta do to get beads in this world =)
Last night I smiled because I got to eat pudding out of wine goblets with a friend that for one whole week I was almost smitten over but has since not been in my daily routine because I am so busy I cant remember to breath sometimes. Yeah, run on sentance, I know. So anyway, we talked about photography, the unacceptance from our White "brethryn" of our ghettoriffic ways and how it was fun to watch movies on Telemundo. Im glad I have a friend like that, we make eachother feel kinda nice about ourselves.
After that, I was happy with - wait a minute - AHHHH!
I just remembered that I didnt do a wild dance last night, we must have passed out mid-foreplay. (no we're not that bad, it was the gentle tickling stage still.)
Im sorry that was a little too honest to write about online but it just hit me. Yikes!
Ill stop now before I discuss something too nutty.
I feel like the first two weeks skipped over me and didnt happen. Im obviously wrong because the disappointing memories of week 2 are still fresh.
Recruitment week. 5 sororities, + 50something girls = dissappointing numbers. Im so happy of the girls we did get in our New Member class (esp my Sarah!!!) but its kinda sad that every sorority got so little. It almost makes me wonder why 2 years ago the 4 allowed to 5th to come on campus. We love them but the numbers just arent there. Soooo, my sisters and I will be hosting some chillaxin days in the next few weeks to introduce girls to what a sorority is (and what it isnt regardless of what media tells them.)
Lets have a rockin term DZ!
In other matters - the last time I updated was a rather depressing update if I remember correctly. Id like to add that efforts on the part of somebody not myself have been made to make my life special and happy like I want it to be. It's a rocky (rockeeeeeee!) road to travel, with bumps every 24 hours or so. BUt for the first time in a long time, bumps have been smoothing themselves out upon the first precious moments of physical conract rather than wireless contact.
I smiled a lot last night.
I smiled a lot Friday night.
Friday night I smiled cause 18-22 year old girls took over a bolwing alley complete with matching shirts, horrible scores and a vast willingness to do the Cha Cha slide on the lanes upon the MCs request. Hey, whatever you gotta do to get beads in this world =)
Last night I smiled because I got to eat pudding out of wine goblets with a friend that for one whole week I was almost smitten over but has since not been in my daily routine because I am so busy I cant remember to breath sometimes. Yeah, run on sentance, I know. So anyway, we talked about photography, the unacceptance from our White "brethryn" of our ghettoriffic ways and how it was fun to watch movies on Telemundo. Im glad I have a friend like that, we make eachother feel kinda nice about ourselves.
After that, I was happy with - wait a minute - AHHHH!
I just remembered that I didnt do a wild dance last night, we must have passed out mid-foreplay. (no we're not that bad, it was the gentle tickling stage still.)
Im sorry that was a little too honest to write about online but it just hit me. Yikes!
Ill stop now before I discuss something too nutty.