just kidding, but it is really, really freakin weird. So, over spring break RG and I went to an all girls school where my friend goes and stayed a night on our way to springer. Now, all girls school sounded awesome. Like, it had everything in life a guy could ask for--girls without guys. So we get there and, well this is what happens just a short time later. You can see RG and I in the background at times, mostly trying to hide from the camera.
So, Jen's formal was last night. It was fun, despite the fact my feet and my brain don't connect. I am the whitest man alive. I felt bad--she really like to dance... and then there's me. I just had to keep reminding myself that I'm good at other things. I'm good at other things. I'm good at...goddamnit I lost the rhythm again. See, that was me. Laugh away. We had to wait in a parking lot though for well over an hour, probably more like two, because some of the buses that were supposed to cart us over to the place in Greensboro didn't show up. Lovely bonding time. All spiffy in a suit, standing in a parking lot. Its cool, though, I mean, as lame as it sounds, she was there so I was fine. Yes, I know, i sound lame and cliche. so be it. Things wouldn't be cliche if they didn't happen so many times that people eventually just went "god, that always happens." This is just one of those times. I mean, think about it this way in the realm of literature. There's only three stories. Ever. and they've all already been written. The hero comes to town. The hero leaves town. and Love story. The only difference is the details. and the Point of view. But anyway.
The dance was on a rooftop. I thought that was pretty amazing. We didn't get to enjoy the view, but oh well, its only downtown Greensboro, not much there anyway. The idea is fun, though.
Afterwards, on the way back to her place I asked her out. She said yes. I am happy. I am also awkward, and bad at those things, so it was a relief she didn't just laugh in my face. I mean, i didn't think she would, but it went smoother then I expected. go me and my confidence, haha.
She makes me giddy like a little boy. Imagine, hands in pockets looking bashful, awkwardly kicking the ground.
yeah, that's me.
In other news, I was forced to realize I have to step down as leader of the animal group on campus for next year. It hurts, a lot, because I had a lot of good ideas and nothing came to fruition. I am staying on as awareness coordinator, but that's it. Running it was taking me away from what I loved about it in the first place, and I'd rather be doing that and helping as opposed to hurting by not being able to give it my all.
I also found out I'm going to be TA'ing next year for an intro to Anthropology class. it is with one of my favorite teachers, so i am excited about that. Also, it'll give me experience for grad school when I have to teach.
Also, got into another honor society. That makes 4, including the one I turned down.
I realize there's sorta a lot in this post, I haven't written a real one in a while. Anyway. My writing has been going okay. Wrote a few poem pieces I might try and work with, got to meet Claudia Emerson, a pulitzer prize winning poet, working on revising some stuff, finished an essay about my family and how it may or may not be slowly disintegrating. Not sure, I could be overreacting.
I guess that's about it. I'm seeing Cartel tomorrow in Greensboro. if anyone reads this and is going, lemme know.