monday

one week and one day since we got here. the change seems natural. let's see how long it lasts. andi and i have met a few cool people, and i honestly mean a few. we have our tripod with another girl lauren who is pretty much our third roommate. we met two boys playing guitar at the vball courts the other night. we chilled with them, but they drank all the champagne so they owed us. i don't know what the hell we were doing but we didn't get back to our room until about 5 am. the next morning i woke up at 9 ahah yeah, i fell right back asleep after calling my swedish fish ♥ the next night they got us a shit load of drinks, but we barely drank any, well just enough. i've honestly never felt more uncomfortable in my life. i felt like i was about to be raped. first college lesson: don't chill in a room alone with two guys while drinking. and i'm not attracted to boys who tickle me to get me to get with them, it doesn't work that way. sunday i ran two miles, and did my homework. the procrastination of my work hasn't disappeared, but i know that it needs to be done and i actually do it rather than bull shitting it like i did in high school. this is the start of my life, and i refuse to fuck it up. sometimes i get scared of not fitting in with my group of people, but i don't like to think about it because then i get sad and worried. i haven't met someone on my own yet, and i doubt that will happen. andi meets everyone and introduces them to me. she's a social smoker, and meets everyone that way. i'm just not a personable person, no one would normally walk up to me and start a conversation. i don't think i appeal to people in that sort of way. and i get embarassed because i can't hear well, and i say what every two seconds. and i just feel stupid for that, not like i can help that though. but for the most part, it's fun here. my classes are all good and exciting and i like learning, except my math class. but whatever. i don't know why i react to things the way i do sometimes. everything i say comes out wrong, mostly online. i don't hesitate to say what i am thinking, especially if it's bitchy. that never helps any situation. i need to stop.
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