As my mom dropped me off today, since she works in San Marcos anyway, we got honked at by the car behind us. Sure it wasn't really a drop off zone, but I believe I was fairly quick in hopping out.
I'm tired today. I got a mocha on campus. I can't deny, it's pretty good. I meant to ask for an iced one, but I'm not complaining. Someday I'd like to spend time trying to perfect the chocolate to espresso to milk ratio in a mocha. I'd spend many days changing my measurements just slightly, along with the chocolates and other brands of ingredients. That seems like a fun skill to have? "That guy? Yeah he knows how to make an iced mocha." Just a thought.
I'm going to Colorado this weekend. My mom got me a ticket for my birthday. I originally planned to see Matt Tanner, but he apparently has four churches that cycle him through every two weeks or so. Those churches are said to be very far apart. It's a little discouraging, but maybe I'll get lucky. In the meantime, my focus for the rest of the week is to talk to my teachers and make sure everything goes smoothly.
Also, for the rest of the day/week, I have two other goals. One is to find someone to talk to for the time being. Someone that- ok hold up. Some dude just came into the library and sat across from me. He seems antsy and fidgety, but he's laying across three chairs across from me. His eyes are closed and his knees are up while he taps his foot, like he's trying to sleep, but the tapping of his foot is distractingly loud. He has a strange scary looking grin on his face and his arms are crossed in a confusing fashion over his head/face. Now his legs are crossed. I don't think I would mind so much if he would stop thrusting his midsection ceilingward. He may be adjusting, but I'm almost certain there are more subtle ways to do so.
Immense distractions aside, I'll get back to the topic at hand. Ah, talk about distracting and uncomfortable, he smells too. I also noticed that one of the back cushions across from me is different than the chair and the two chairs to its right.
For real this time. This week I really want to find someone to talk to. Just for now. Whoever this may be will obviously be nothing of a replacement for Jessica, but they might bay my loneliness a little bit. I could appreciate that. Number two, Tyler is going to chat with the people at round table, and though I'm driveless again, I need to find a way to get out and apply some more.
I think I want to start singing covers of songs on Youtube or just Facebook. That sounds like fun. Maybe when I clear up completely. I'm still a bit sick.
Random thought, February might be a short month, but I wish it were here, because from today's date it's technically just as long as any other month.
Ah those thrusts and smiles are really freaking me out. This is the only place I've found an outlet besides in a classroom thus far though. I'm cringing.
Alright, for now I'm going to go read a few blogs of some friends. Once done- talk about a strange day! A guy with a mustache, beard, and one mutton chop just walked in! I much prefer him to Mr. Pelvis over here, but I wonder what is next? In fact, I can appreciate his sense of style in the sense that either he's trying to do something different, or his electric razor died. Public thrusting in a quiet place where the chair makes a puffing air sound once contact is made is just too much for me to handle though, yet somehow I got front row seating.
More is on my mind, but I can't think of it at the moment. I feel like this will be good for now.
I won't say what the man guy just did, but it just gave me a shiver.
Anthropology was a lot of fun. I saw a guy outside the transparent wall from the third floor. He was in a hallway that really had no foot traffic. He smoked his cigarette and perched purposely on a yellow hydrant. I got excited and when he spotted me I motioned him to stay still. He laughed a bit and did so. I scrambled for my notepad and pen and began writing as fast as I can to capture it while he remained temporarily. He ended up coming up and being in my class. We talked about logical fallacies.
I saw an ex Cold Stone Crew on my way out, we ended up spending my break talking. Lisa was planning Juan's birthday, but shes a really awkward talker. It's probably because we can't relate about anything. Shes a pretty big party person and stuff. I'm definitely not. I don't know, she just got back from taking a year off doing nothing. She hasn't many hobbies or a job.
My next class was Astronomy Lab. It was nice to have a class with Snickers. We sat next to each other and did the group work together. He was texting the whole time though. I could tell he was thinking because he was foling this blue piece of paper multiple times without folding over folds. If he did he would unfold it first. He also typed the scientific notation power of ten button in his calculator for about three minutes straight. His mind was quite occupied. Some girl named Gina sat with us and did the work with us. She was nice, and she definitely helped out. We all made a good team together since we didn't have a ruler and she didn't have the conversion chart.
Afterward, Snix told me she was cute. I won't deny that she was kinda cute, but when Snix told me that our group work could have been her flirting with me I got SUPER uncomfortable. If that be the case, I don't wish for her to sit with us anymore. Especially the way Snix kept telling me to ask her out or something along those lines. I know he was just trying to be a jerk, but it was starting to make me angry with him.
I got my sports physical today and ate burritos with my dad. He showed me how to cut apples his way, and now I'm just relaxing and winding down. 3am by Matchbox 20 has been stuck in my head today solely because it's catchy.
I talked to his ex tonight. We didn't talk about much, but I don't think she thinks I hate her. I feel like she used to think so.
I'm exhausted, but Tyler got back to me on Round Table and things are looking good again. As for a friend, I'm still working on that.
Is this goodnight for now? Just in case, sweet dreams readers. May they be all you want them to be.
Listening to some trippy beats that are supposed to help the lucid dreaming process. Quite relaxing.
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