WashU
yo! i know i pretty much never post but watevs....i might as well since its almost 1 here and well....im bored.
soo....WashU is pretty damn tight. its hard though and i miss the comforts and convienence of being at home. like...if i randomly get hungry at night i cant just walk down the stairs to grab some food. or if i have a sudden urge for ice cream i can just drive to the store. but here....well, if i get hungry at night...well ok, i just walk across the hall, wake up monica, take her food, and go back to bed. and if i want ice cream while im here...well, i either walk to to the loop, or walk to hilltop bakery.
ok, ok, i guess it aint to bad.
lets see...well lists are fun so i'll make one for you all
HIGHLIGHTS:
- making new friends who actually appreciate the matchstick girl impression (haha, jk u all!)
- learning a LOT of new things
- my religious studies prof. who enjoys sharing a joint with his students
- being completely parents and lauren free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LOWLIGHTS (not really low y'all, more like.......bad, but extremely funny)
- getting a DR (discipline report) for signing in after curfew
- getting a DR for sneaking off the campus after curfew
- getting a DR for being on the boys floor past curefew
- almost getting arrested because i was in the hooka bar and hooka is illegal for minors
- trying to play basketball and then tripping into the pole
***** all i have to say....there is nothing scarier for a girl who is used to the all girl enviroment and boy friends who are actually abnormally good people to be stuck on an elevator with a whole bunch of NOT SO NICE BOYS who will not let you get off.*****
and oh. when i say not to touch my neck, i fuckin mean it.
but all in all its been chill. learned a lot of new not so accademic things...some disgusted me, some intrigued me. met a whole buncha people from all over and ive decided indian boys are pretty much beyond while new york boys can suck it. mafia is the most amazing game in the world and if ur the doctor...save yourself everytime. sneaking into a college dance club doesnt make u feel hardcore, it makes u feel like a middle schooler again. and even if you get caught sneaking off the balcony...theres always 2morrow to try it again
soo....WashU is pretty damn tight. its hard though and i miss the comforts and convienence of being at home. like...if i randomly get hungry at night i cant just walk down the stairs to grab some food. or if i have a sudden urge for ice cream i can just drive to the store. but here....well, if i get hungry at night...well ok, i just walk across the hall, wake up monica, take her food, and go back to bed. and if i want ice cream while im here...well, i either walk to to the loop, or walk to hilltop bakery.
ok, ok, i guess it aint to bad.
lets see...well lists are fun so i'll make one for you all
HIGHLIGHTS:
- making new friends who actually appreciate the matchstick girl impression (haha, jk u all!)
- learning a LOT of new things
- my religious studies prof. who enjoys sharing a joint with his students
- being completely parents and lauren free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LOWLIGHTS (not really low y'all, more like.......bad, but extremely funny)
- getting a DR (discipline report) for signing in after curfew
- getting a DR for sneaking off the campus after curfew
- getting a DR for being on the boys floor past curefew
- almost getting arrested because i was in the hooka bar and hooka is illegal for minors
- trying to play basketball and then tripping into the pole
***** all i have to say....there is nothing scarier for a girl who is used to the all girl enviroment and boy friends who are actually abnormally good people to be stuck on an elevator with a whole bunch of NOT SO NICE BOYS who will not let you get off.*****
and oh. when i say not to touch my neck, i fuckin mean it.
but all in all its been chill. learned a lot of new not so accademic things...some disgusted me, some intrigued me. met a whole buncha people from all over and ive decided indian boys are pretty much beyond while new york boys can suck it. mafia is the most amazing game in the world and if ur the doctor...save yourself everytime. sneaking into a college dance club doesnt make u feel hardcore, it makes u feel like a middle schooler again. and even if you get caught sneaking off the balcony...theres always 2morrow to try it again