Friday is just not my day

20131011-202425.jpgSo thank GOD the week is over, because today has been collectively lame with a little bit of crap added on top. After mustering enough motivation to fall out of bed and stumble to class, I came back to my dorm, hoping to go back to sleep, but (there’s always a but) I found myself locked out of my dorm without the key. Now I am too proud to call the middle aged men in golf carts to come open my door so I decided to wait for my roommate to get back…THREE HOURS LATER. When I tell this story, people are like “well at least you got some homework in I guess”. And I’m like “nnnope!” ‘Cause that’s the way I roll. Fridays mean that I don’t have to force myself to do shit. That is what Sundays are for.


Thursday schmeersday

Today it was pretty easy for me to pick out my awkward moment cause it happened right when I woke up. Usually I wake up thirty minutes before class, but I slept early last night, so I figured I would take my time this morning. Taking my time means I actually get breakfast! I shouldn’t have been so excited. You know every girl wants to be hit on, but doesn’t. You want just that hint of attention to feed your self esteem, but not too much that you regret it. It’s a:


*Boy turns head*

“oh gross he’s staring at me”

effect. Well, this is what happens in the bagel line. I’m at the toaster right? I was pretty excited because they actually had blueberry which they had run out of yesterday. Good day so far. Then this kid I talked to once during orientation walks up. I get that “OH PANIC do I say hi or not” syndrome. (Yes, these are the dilemmas that run through my head.) Of course, I chicken out and decide to pay him no attention. He actually asks me how it’s going. (progress). I respond and we chat briefly about pointless things. (Like the fact that he dropped his bagel…poor kid). In the midst of me giving him a hard time about the challenges in life that are created by the drama of tubular dough he asks me if I want to go to date night.


I think my reaction went a little like uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

and then I regained my composure and said “Yeah that’d be fun!”

and then I realized date night… and then I realized it was on a weekend… at the fraternities…So I panicked. (What’s new?) But I played it off cool saying,

“I’d have to check to see if it’s cool with my boyfriend, but yeah text me if you still want to go!”

I felt pretty good about it… at the time. Woohoo! Strike one for weirding anyone out who invites me to things! I just reeeeeally hope he doesn’t still want to go and finds another girl, because going would be 10X more awkward if I actually went and that’d be super weird since I DO have a boyfriend (whom I love very much :] ). I need to get better at just saying no. At least it wasn’t as bad as that time I put my hand over that guy’s face…



Wednesday with my friends day

20131009-232818.jpgI must be doing college wrong or something. It’s Wednesday and I have nothing to do.  And what do you do when you are bored and don’t have friends? You eat. A lot. This is a rather accurate account of everything I snacked on today. Yes, snacked on –this does NOT include meals. And did I work out after? Of course not! Power to women who like food!


Tuesday snooze day

So what are people supposed to write in these diaries? Yes, that is an actual question. If you want to answer it feel free to comment. Well, in the mean time here’s an awkward highlight of my day:


A random Asian girl walked into my room looking for rice. I was basically like, “we don’t have rice”… (totally lying because I didn’t want to share my Seeds of Change brown rice and quinoi.) Then I had a revelation and decided to get rid of the beef rice that’s been sitting by the window for the past few weeks. She seemed pretty happy with it.

But then again that’s not that weird because I’m getting pretty used to the Asian invasions… and that’s about the only socialization I’ve had all day. Oh, other than my painting teacher telling me that my painting turned out well according to luck. And snooze day means that yeah, I did sleep all day.