Adam (aodh) wrote,

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Look, ma, I'm a real college student!

I'm wearing pants that show my religion.

I generally don't wear tight clothing - most of my clothes are on the baggy side. Tonight, however, I pulled on an old pair of blue jeans that show off certain assets that I tend not to flaunt. Tight pants are uncomfortable, so I'm kind of regretting it, but hey! At least I look good. That's a change.

It's been a pretty eventful night. I went to Amanda's, chilled for a while, and then we went to Caitlin's. They were having a Kegs 'n' Eggs party - basically just a lot of booze and breakfast foods. I had a couple sips of various drinks (with such names as: Screwdriver, Blowjob, Screaming Against the Wall Orgasm, Vanilla Sex, and a few that had slightly less sexy names), but not enough to get tipsy, let alone drunk. Sucks that I had to work tonight.

On the other hand, it was a pretty good party. Good people, delicious pancakes, fun times. I danced with Marie (who I met in Kansas City in the spring), commiserated with April about her perpetually-sober state, mocked the inebriated with Laura and Amanda, and helped the very drunk Rachel stay standing.

At one point Amanda disappeared and everyone was sitting and standing around in groups and I realized that I didn't really know anyone and that I wasn't like them - being sober, gay, introverted - and I was suddenly struck by this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. Is this what college is about? I wondered. Emptiness, loneliness--

I then realized that I was being an idiot and the moment passed pretty quickly. I only just realized that I wrote about a very similar incident for last year's NaNoWriMo novel.
Q. What does that mean?
A. Good question.

Here's a picture from the party:

Me, Marie, Rachel, and a random girl I don't know.

After the party I went back to Amanda's to get my backpack and to protect her from drunk frat guys but... her bedroom door was locked and her roommate was having sex. Very awkward. On the other hand, her roommate is very religious, so it's nice to know that I'm the least slutty person I know. Christ. Although Amanda was kind of shocked to discover I've been on a date. Multiple dates, actually. Am I seriously that dull? Don't answer that.
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