I'm hanging out with some guys on my floor when I decide I want to put some shoes on. So I slip back to my room and do just that. When I return I'm greeted with "Dude you smell REALLY good. like I'm a guy and I think you smell great". Seeing as how I didn't put on anything that could have altered my scent during the whole shoe process it makes me wonder what made me smell so good. Or maybe he thought I smelled great long before and had just found a good opportunity to let me know it. Either way I was a mixture of flattered and wierded out.
I've realized that I always become ten times more patient and nice when I'm in someplace new and I'm trying to make friends. Eventually once I get comfortable again I revert back to snarky. If I was constantly changing where I lived I think I'd be a consistently much better person. Unfortunately I hate moving so guess I'll stick with being mediocre.
I've been changing shorts in addition to my t-shirts everyday. I normally don't do this. Usually a pair of shorts lasts me a good three four days (sometimes longer) before I feel that they are in need of a well deserved respite. Here in Colorado though everyone seems to be so fashionable that if I don't change shorts every day I might be shunned. So to avoid that I've been diligently rotating between my three or four pairs. So far I've yet to be ostracized, which means my plan is working!
On the bus today I accidentally made eye contact with this one dude three or four times. Every time it happened he would squint his eyes a little as if he hated me more and more every time our eyes met. I made sure not to let it happen anymore for the fear that he might challenge me to a duel.
Whenever I'm on campus and surrounded by a multitude of bikers/skaters I'm constantly afraid of getting run into. I use all my allotted courage everyday by not diving out of the way shrieking whenever one whizzes by. My hope is that this will increase my overall store of courage and thus I will be able to go on to even more impressive things. Things such as being one of the bikers/skaters that race past me at a much more efficient pace.
I had a class tonight that meets once a week on Thursdays from 6:30-9. This is the child birth of classes, but it's an advertising course so it should be fun. Everything we will be doing we'll be doing in duos so I had to quickly survey my prospects. There was a kid with brutal acne, two attractive chicks, and some guy with a long board in front of me.
I chose the dude in front of me. He's from Alaska so we talked a bit about that over some burritos at a local place. I made a joke about him being the father of Bristol Palin's kid. He chuckled and said "No, but I'd hit it". I like this guy.
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