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Monday, October 09, 2006

Rurgh.

Well, I'm wasting time at workstudy again. Ugh. I really don't do anything here. At least they are paying me for sitting on my ass. The problem is that I don't even do homework here. I just browse random websites and veg. It's horrible. I feel so lazy.

So this weekend was rather interesting. My roomie is on the ballroom dance team of the college, and invited a bunch of freshman girls over to the room to get plastered. That was intruiging. They were actually pretty good about not getting over the top drunk, which I appreciate, seeing as how I usually end up caring for them. One of them was hitting on me pretty hardcore, which, while flattering, didn't do much for me. I don't want to sleep with a drunk girl (tempting as it may be), so I walked her home at the end of the night. We did have some interesting discussions though (not sure how much of them she remembers, but whatev). My bed got more action that night than I have in the past 8 months (four girls at once, not too shabby). However, I wasn't in it. Hahah!

I realized something the other day - I seem to become good friends with the guys who get more action than they can handle, yet seem to never need a wingman. What the hell? I mean, last night my roomie had two girls in his bed (a lofted, xtra long twin college bed), and was making out with both of them. How does he do that? He then proceeded to get at least some action from one of the girls (the other was sleeping on the futon under my bed, and I was partially asleep). He breaks up with his girlfriend (whom he had a fairly regular sex life with), and a week later gets more. What the fuck? What am I doing wrong? I don't get it. High school was the same way - my best friend had basically his choice of girls, and none ever looked twice at me. It's so depressing. *Side note - my best friend from high school is now in the army, based out west, and has girls lined up for his bed. Bastard* I mean, maybe I worry too much about it, maybe I'm too shy, maybe I don't read signals well, maybe it's all of the above. I mean, all I want is a semi regular sex life. Is that too much to ask?

Something that struck me is that my family is very non-intimate. Both my mother and sister have substantial personal space areas (a foot or so around them). Hugs don't happen much. My sister is semi bi polar (not actually, she just acts it), and will snap between laughing and pissed off with half a second of warning. I gave up trying to figure out what that border was a while ago. Maybe this whole situattion leads to my inability to tell if someone is interested in me or just friendly. Who knows.

I apologize to anyone who really doesn't want to hear me whine about not getting laid yet again, but that's been what's on my mind for the past half a week.

In other news, my college is going down the fucking tubes. They are cutting a ton of stuff (sports teams, etc), and just now announced that they are selling the fine arts selection of the musuem. What the hell? They are running out of money, and are all of a sudden making major changes to try and buoy the college up, at the expense of pissing off a lot of students. It's really annoying.

And for my final trick, a few pictures :)









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1 Comments:

Blogger Freak said...

Woah I didn't realise that it bothered guys that much if they didn't get laid!!

Love the pictures - is that you? How did you do the first one? It's pretty cool!

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