Long ago~ It seems so long ago~ How young and innocent we were~
I feel that i don't write about my week in here as much as i used to. I'm not sure if that's because my weeks are no longer as interesting, if i'm getting lazier, or if college is taking up too much of my time. I'd like to try and write in here like i used to at the beginning of my senior year of HS.

As its Monday, i don't have much to report just yet. The Colts won the super bowl and the campus is still in one piece, despite the insane number of Bears fans being disappointed. I watched the game down in Sagen and Vanessa's room~ I'm so glad i made such good friends out here. I was worried for a bit that i'd just have a bunch of people that were sort of my friends but that i didn't actually speak to like i do Heather or my other really close friends. Natalie for sure has become someone i enjoy talking with and having as a friend. I think of everyone here at college, she's the one i spend the most time talking and hanging out with. We each lunch together every Tuesday and Thursday, and dinner whenever either of us have time. We spend hours just sitting in the dining hall after we've finished eating chatting about this and that, and more often than not, Harry Potter and slash~ ^-^

It's nice having someone who shares my interest in this strange hobby we pursue! Ha ha! ^-^ I'm not sure what i'd do if i didn't have someone i could talk with about these things. Sometimes i just want to explode and tell everyone about something i just read. But i can't, because some people just wouldn't approve or understand why i enjoy these things. So instead, i bundle up all of my excitement and wait until i bump into Natalie before we both go a little bit crazy squeeing over whatever it is.

Oh! Another recent event, i guess you could call it. My roommate, Yoon Jeong, had been going out with some guy for a week or two and she spent the entire time complaining about him and how he wasn't a good person for her. Well, yesterday or this morning, they broke up and she's been much happier. I felt very out of place last night, because she was all distraught over the situation and she started crying. I had no idea what to do or say to help. I'm romantically retarded, so to speak. I had no advice to offer her or words of wisdom to depart. I just gave her a hug and then let her get back to work. I suppose it all worked itself out in the end.

As for relationships- *sigh* I have never had so much trouble with relationships as i have lately. First it was Chris walking me home after club. Then it was Matt commenting on how nice i looked when we went to Chicago to see Wicked. Then it became Andy wanting to hang out and meet for lunch and proceeding to talk about how he was going to break up with his girlfriend. We transitioned into Chris practically stalking me through Facebook, and then Matt wanting to sit and walk with me to my Astronomy lecture because we both have class and then head back to our residence hall. And this afternoon, some guy i don't know started talking to me as i walked to the bus stop, trying to pick me up. -___- *sigh* I don't want to have a relationship right now. I don't want to talk to or see these guys. They are not the type of people i enjoy hanging out with. They don't interest me. The people i do hang out with are fun, intellectual people that don't resort to drinking and partying when there's nothing planned on a weekend. We go to Border's and throw impromptu hat parties. I care more for Ben and Mark, two guys i will never ever date, than i do for any of the men currently trying to pursue me. And not just because we're friends, but because they are nice guys that don't pressure me to hang out with them; that don't talk about going to get drunk after class; that don't resort to cheesy pickup lines or compliments when i'm dressed up.

Normally i dislike being touched by other people, and this held true on Saturday when Matt came up behind me and touched my back. I stiffened, even though i knew he was just being friendly and saying 'hey'. It didn't sit well with me. But earlier that evening, we'd been running out and about and Mark had been joking around and pulling pranks that required touch and it didn't bother me the slightest. He had me in a headlock and was giving me a noogie at one point, and i just laughed and went along with it. Heck, i went to the jazz concert on Friday, and Mark was the only one i danced with. I didn't have a problem with any of that because Mark is a nice guy and doesn't creep me out. This is all ridiculously biased exactly because Mark is a friend, but still. He wasn't always, and i wasn't always comfortable with him. He earned my trust and respect, and therefore my ability to trust him when he pats me on the back or decides to reenact creepy photomanips~ ^_^

Hmm...for having nothing to talk about, i sure did type a lot~ ^-^ Oh well~ I suppose that's what i wanted in the first place~