day 6: i need somebody uplifting to take me away..
so i was definitely angsting about nothing, with regard to those forms. althea, the student advisor, barely even looked at them, jesus. she seemed shocked that i'm basically done (and could potentially graduate next semester, if i wanted a packed schedule. which i don't. this is what we call stating the painfully obvious) and needed no actual advising. so i basically just need to finish my 102 paper from last semester, turn that in before fall, and i'll be on track to graduate next spring.
after that? well, i have no fucking idea and i feel slightly queasy every time anyone asks.
moving on! today was a good day. i knew it would be when i got up, and when i finished my forms that just confirmed it for me. i knew that althea would take my photo so that she could put it up on the wall with the rest of the majors, so i wore purple! and a vest! and made my eyes all smokey and shit. and it was sunny! and as soon as i stepped out of my house, i was drawing eyes. no, literally, the guys who are doing repairs on my building were like "hi! how are you?! *lingering eyes*" and i politely smiled back and pretended one of them didn't have a mullet (one day i will not judge people based on their hairstyle choices. this is not one of those days) and carried about my business. and i was hit on by two other dudes on my walk to campus, one of whom was trying hella hard to be my boyfriend or whatever. he said i was "too sexy" and asked why i wasn't looking for a boyfriend. it was incredibly hard not to quote the song i had been listening to before i left my apartment (i eats the pussy; i'm a man about it), and tried out being coy and mostly evasive. it worked, but he asked for a hug and when i gave it i'm pretty sure he kind of kissed where my jaw meets my neck and which was so not on. i'm sure he thought he was being friendly, but i'm going to avoid walking on the same side of the street as him from now on. =)
and i was in such a good mood, thank god. i was getting sick of that shit i had going for at least a week there. i decided to hop on a bus and head down to the marina. and then i sat there, staring at the windsurfers while mildly entertaining notions of what kinds of water-y things i want to do in the caribbean. i'm incredibly easy to entertain when stoned, needless to say. then i came back home and took a mini-nap and started cooking.
lauren came over for dinner and it felt good to be with her. i've missed her. hopefully i will stop being so lame/insecure soon so that i can go back to having great relationships with people in my life.
yuki had a barbeque a week or so ago? and sheena posted the photos so here,
most of the photos involve me looking really, really strange and pamela looking mildly to extremely uncomfortable.
at one point i hopped onto the back of pam's chair and chilled there for a while. i don't know. i was buzzed and it seemed like a great idea. also, something i would probably do sober so i guess that's not really an excuse.
i always get all reflective so lemme go ahead and whip out the photos from when we lived together.
fuckin spring 2007. had no idea what was in store for me, dude.
we once used pamela's chair to trap her under her own desk! it was awesome, lmao.
this is basically what life looked like that semester. pam looking mildly confused, me being an asshole and mocking her, yuki laughing/doing random shit in the background. good tiems.
i'm glad that things turned out this way. and that we're happy. and that we're still cool.
OK HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
p.s. - i do this all the time.
after that? well, i have no fucking idea and i feel slightly queasy every time anyone asks.
moving on! today was a good day. i knew it would be when i got up, and when i finished my forms that just confirmed it for me. i knew that althea would take my photo so that she could put it up on the wall with the rest of the majors, so i wore purple! and a vest! and made my eyes all smokey and shit. and it was sunny! and as soon as i stepped out of my house, i was drawing eyes. no, literally, the guys who are doing repairs on my building were like "hi! how are you?! *lingering eyes*" and i politely smiled back and pretended one of them didn't have a mullet (one day i will not judge people based on their hairstyle choices. this is not one of those days) and carried about my business. and i was hit on by two other dudes on my walk to campus, one of whom was trying hella hard to be my boyfriend or whatever. he said i was "too sexy" and asked why i wasn't looking for a boyfriend. it was incredibly hard not to quote the song i had been listening to before i left my apartment (i eats the pussy; i'm a man about it), and tried out being coy and mostly evasive. it worked, but he asked for a hug and when i gave it i'm pretty sure he kind of kissed where my jaw meets my neck and which was so not on. i'm sure he thought he was being friendly, but i'm going to avoid walking on the same side of the street as him from now on. =)
and i was in such a good mood, thank god. i was getting sick of that shit i had going for at least a week there. i decided to hop on a bus and head down to the marina. and then i sat there, staring at the windsurfers while mildly entertaining notions of what kinds of water-y things i want to do in the caribbean. i'm incredibly easy to entertain when stoned, needless to say. then i came back home and took a mini-nap and started cooking.
lauren came over for dinner and it felt good to be with her. i've missed her. hopefully i will stop being so lame/insecure soon so that i can go back to having great relationships with people in my life.
yuki had a barbeque a week or so ago? and sheena posted the photos so here,
most of the photos involve me looking really, really strange and pamela looking mildly to extremely uncomfortable.
at one point i hopped onto the back of pam's chair and chilled there for a while. i don't know. i was buzzed and it seemed like a great idea. also, something i would probably do sober so i guess that's not really an excuse.
i always get all reflective so lemme go ahead and whip out the photos from when we lived together.
fuckin spring 2007. had no idea what was in store for me, dude.
we once used pamela's chair to trap her under her own desk! it was awesome, lmao.
this is basically what life looked like that semester. pam looking mildly confused, me being an asshole and mocking her, yuki laughing/doing random shit in the background. good tiems.
i'm glad that things turned out this way. and that we're happy. and that we're still cool.
OK HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
p.s. - i do this all the time.