being a typical college student
02/28/2003 04:28 p.m.
I felt exceedingly like a whore in my tight shirt and with some of Ashley's lipstick smeared on my lips (I usually only wear clear lip gloss if anything) and my natural blush covered by an unnatural blush. And at one point we weren't sure if we should go. We heard that not many people were there. It was nearly 11 when we finally arrived. We'd spent about an hour talking about why I was so nervous and why I shouldn't be. Nothing worked. As we walked in, I was practically trembling. I felt the bass press on my eardrums before we were even inside. He looked at me as he paid the cover charge and said "You're going to cry, aren't you? Don't cry." So I didn't. And once we were inside and all I saw were drunken white people trying to dance, I calmed down a bit. The drink helped a little too, I think. And I met some people, mostly girls from Eric's building who, at the end of the night, instructed Eric to bring me around more often cause they liked me. I danced a while... though once we left I began to vehemently deny I did so. We walked back to my dorm from the club - that's how close it is. It only took us maybe 20 minutes. I'm not positive. And Ashley said we could have been arrested if we were seen by the police. I got back to my room and told Ashley all about it. She cleaned! I've never seen our room look so great! So today after English I'm going to go and pick up my side of the room. She's bringing a boy over. :)

That was my night. College. I don't know. I guess I feel more like an 18-year-old today than I ever have before. It's interesting.

He asked me if I'd go back with him. I think I said I would... it was a lot fun. But I'm not sure. I guess it's the kind of thing that'll work itself out.

I've just never seen so many drunk white people dancing so horribly. It was a relief, honestly. So there you go.
I am currently Surreal
I am listening to lol, the girl beside me listening to 50 Cent on headphones (o: