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I can't catch a break...
Posted Sep 18, 2005
I woke up this morning at 6 am after a long night because there is a tour I have to go on for one of my classes. We went to South Pullman. The guides were very good but I was annoyed by the other on the tour people who weren't in my class. Most of them were little old ladies who asked too many questions and kept touching things they shouldn't in the historic Hotel Florence. The tour was way too long and I was dozing in the bus on the way back.
7:30 pm I bump into SH but I barely recognied him because of a haircut. Then I find out the hard way that SH has a girlfriend: I'm introduced to her. Then SH says they got to catch a train and leaves way too fast. Catch a train? The dumb train runs every 10 minutes!
I go home right after that and stub my big toe inside my dorm room. Half my nail comes off and I have to walk 10 minutes on my bum foot to get some disinfectant, sniffling as I go. At the drug store I buy a lighter and a pack of Pall Malls, then distract myself from my troubles by lighting up by myself in front of a dorm security van.
I come back, dress my wounds, and Sam takes me on simple girls's night in our friend's dorm room down the hall until midnight. I throw away the pack and the lighter. I clear up my desk and go to sleep, dreaming bad dreams about SH.
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Decisions, decisions
Posted Sep 17, 2005
Went home sweet home today. I ate some real Mexican food, talked with Ma, the usual. I came back at 8pm. 10 pm I was in line for beer at a kegger my roommate sort of invited me to. I called JK one hour after talking about how the party sucked beans because there was too many people. I was feeling really bad there, thinking, "this is not me! What would SF think?!" He had spoken directly against these types of shindigs. He called them "incomprehensible." Before the party I kept looking for him so that I had a good excuse to leave the group.
It really wasn't my kind of thing at all. I kept thinking of a stupid porch collapse that happened three blocks away last year during a very similar kind of party. When it came on the news, the drunk dead people's friends were lamenting about how the dead were the "future of America." If the future of America goes to parties like that one... I don't know.
I drank but I didn't get buzzed at all. I didn't want to be social, so there's probably people out there who hate me, but I don't care. There were a few people worth meeting, but not too many. What the heck is so special about Australia, anyway?
There were about a dozen people I thought looked like RF. I didn't talk to any of them. I really hope he wasn't there.
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The college diet
Posted Sep 15, 2005
I'm losing weight, just like I did at Harvard. Yay. I credit my "student food" and climbing all those stairs.
This week's math partner RF is as cute as a button! I'm a little shy with him, though he is very nice and he always calls me by my name in an endearing way.
SH is still around. He is very popular on campus. People keep waving at him and butting into our conversations. I should ask him out instead of leaving things up to chance... but it's scary.
Classes are pretty easy so far, and none are very interesting (except math, of course), so I'm thinking of volunteering at the radio station and joining this latino club. Good times.
I still have plenty of time to be online, of course.
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Never would I have thought...
Posted Sep 14, 2005
I accidentally dropped gum on the carpet of my dorm and smashed it in. I finally figured out the best way to get it out is by sticking it to a pencil, then turning the pencil to gradually draw out the goo. The system works kind of like a cotton candy machine, I think.
On the same day, I got vomited on.
I was sitting in the bus wearing my best clothes because I was headed to a job interview. Then I heard a splash very close and turned to look in horror at the person next to me, who had barfed up...
Anyway, I got out of the bus (I only swore a little bit), explained by phone why I couldn't make the interview that day (to a very understanding person), and rushed over to my dorm to change clothes.
Oh yeah, college is full of new experiences.
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A lot about SH
Posted Sep 11, 2005
(If this entry gets into the wrong hands I am in deep doo-doo. This is a return to my narrative style of journal-writing.)
I met SH during orientation two weeks before I moved in. He is the only person who I've kept in touch with since then. I only started to talk with him when we had to go into the school gym and play teamwork building games. "I wish we get to use the parachute" where the first words he said to me... No, now I remember it different. We were playing a circle game where we had to take turns asking each other random questions. My random question to him was, "If you would have a little boy baby of your own, what name would you give him?" JK thought this was a lame come-on, but really I only asked him that because just at that moment there was a man walking by carrying a baby (we were outside in the quad).
Anyway, by lunch time on the second day we were having actual conversations about the classes we picked (he's learning arabic, I am in intermediate German). Then he shared an orange with me, and that's when I really became smitten.
SH is a little taller than I am. He's lean. He has curly blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp roman nose, and well-defined cheek bones. He is alway wearing a plaid shirt, cargo shorts, and sports sandals.
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