Friday Fun

Friday night I went on a scavenger hunt. There were clues for us posted through out San Marcos. A friend of mine, Sam, was driving us to find these multiple clues. We were going to the stadium to look for a clue over there...Sam didn't know where bobcat stadium was. He says "I hate football". Then right after this statement we see flashing lights. He is being pulled over. He pulls into the staduim parking lot and the officer comes up to the door and asks if everything was ok. He pulled us over because Sam was driving too slowly!!!!! Seriously! The worst part is the cop wasn't being ridiculous at all. Sam was going 20 in a 35. Who does that? Then the cop asked why he was driving so slowly. Sam said becuse he was looking for the stadium and didn't know where it was... WE WERE SITTING IN THE STADIUM PARKING LOT! The cop thought he was crazy. Sam had to get out of the car and the cop was talking to him. Finally the cop came up to my door and asked what was going on because Sam's story wasn't making any sense whatsoever. So I had to explain that we were going on a scavenger hunt and Sam had never been to the stadium and he thought we were talking about strahan... The whole event was ridiculous and I'm pretty sure we made fun of Sam for it for the next several hours.

drunk people

Last night/ early this morning I was in my room studying for my math test (which I think I did rather well on). I hear male voices outside my door. I check the clock on my laptop. 2:20 am. We have visiting hours in our dorm and then end and midnight on week nights. I don't care that they are talking because I simply put my headphones on and listen to music to block it out while studying. However, my roommate, who was still awake from the Monster she had earlier, heard every word they said and was laughing rather hard. I look over at her. She looked rather ridicuolus because she was attempting to laugh and not make any noise because she didn't want them to hear her. I turned off the music and start listening.

The story as I gathered is this: Two girls in a room somewhere near my room went to a party last night and got smashed. One of the roomates, we will call her A, locked her keys in the car. The other roommate, we will call her B, was angry at A for doing this. The two guys that were with them were trying to help them into their rooms so they could sober up. Not having a key complicates things though. They had to wake up the RA on call and have her get the extra key. They got into their room and one of them started throwing up and then immediatly said she wanted to go back to the party. It was ridiculous.

So because I was listening to this rather amusing incident I was not studying. Therefore once it quieted down I got back to the studying and went to sleep around 3 or 3:15. Woke up at 7:30 and went to english at 8:00. What a fun night. The moral of this story is simple. If you're going to get drunk and be stupid in the hallway of a dorm, remember that the walls are like paper and by morning everyone will know what happened.

I love my friends and family. It makes me happy at how supportive and caring they are for me and right now, as annoying as they maybe, I'm glad to know I have people there for me. At the same time, however, it's driving me crazy to be asked several times a day "how are you"?

My friends from home mean the world to me. I can't even begin to describe how badly I want to see Amanda, Ashlee, and Lindsey right now. I would do anything to spend some time with them right now. I don't need people taking care of me and asking me if I'm ok. I need people who know me and understand what I want without me having to say anything.

ugh... I think the weather is making me feel depressed. It's just been an awkward day. I went back to my room after class and slept for a few hours. I don't take naps normally, it makes me feel lazy. I need to go do something productive. Sitting here in my room is going to drive me crazy.

Hide and Go Seek

If you are ever seriously bored and in need of some serious fun go through you're phone call everyone you can in a ten minute time period and invite them all to go play hide and go seek in the quad at 9:00 at night. It cures a bad or bored night almost instantly.

This weekend hasn't been bad... I've kept myself as busy as possible. However, I have had more people call me or hug me and ask how I am doing (or some version of "How are you doing?") more times than I want to think about it and I am sick of that damn question. I'm fine. I got so fed up with the questions that I posted as my status on facebook "Erin is sick of people asking how she is. She is fine. Stop asking. Thank you." I love that my friends care about me, but really, I can take care of myelf.

So to finish the original story: Hide and Go Seek. It was so much fun. America, Katie, and I took out our phones and went down the list of people we knew in San Marcos. We met 6 or 7 people in the quad and played three or four games. It was great. You can't go past the math building or old main. It's hard to find really good spots but it's possible... but watch out for cats and possums. There was one that I thought might eat me. It was huge!

Hide and go seek is fun and should be played way more often.

Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I love quotes. I have a book of quotes that I am always adding to. I have certian quotes that just explain how I feel when I can't find the words. The quote at top is how I feel right now...Love is too strong a word, but it gets the point across. I told him he needed to do what is best for him... God, those words were hard to say. It seems so silly for me to be so upset. I've known him for (how long have we been in school?) 2 months?
I see him 4 days out of the week, if I want to or not, I see him. He is in my acting class, he is pledging APO with me, and he's VP of ASLC. And I am NOT changing my life so I can avoid something that is unpleasant or difficult. I'm not going to not be his friend, because I'm not mad at him. I understand why he had to do this, we are here, at Texas State, to get an education. That's what we both need to focus on. And if it were anyone else saying this I would think it was a load of shit. But this is the kind of person he is, he is responsible and smart. That's why I like him.
He told me he didn't like seeing the people he cared about upset and he hugged me... I don't know if I'm glad or if it just made it worse. I don't want to face our friends and have to have them ask questions and answer their questions... Whatever. I'm going to sleep and maybe it'll be better in the morning... if nothing else I have chocolate cake in the fridge. I'm in college now, I can totally eat chocolate cake for breakfast.

Food

Food is a very important part of everyday life. You must eat it to survive, yet it seems as though people are always refraining for this diet or that diet. I have had food on my mind all day. I didn't eat a big lunch and by the time I got to eat dinner at 8 I thought I was going to die. I love college and college life but I miss my mom's cooking so much.

Instead of making a christmas list right now, I am making a list of food I want to eat when I come home for christmas. I want Taco Soup. I love my mom's taco soup. It has beans and vegatables and hamburger meat with spicy taco seasoning. I also would love to have her Italtian sausage and peppers. I love that dish. It's pretty much a party in you're mouth. And then there's the gumbo. I love gumbo... but her gumbo. It is amazing. She makes the roux from scratch and pretty much spends hours making the gumbo. It is pure happiness.

I think the worst thing about these dorms that we are forced to live in are the kitchens. I want to cook good food, but this is made difficult by the smallness of the kitchen and the lack of supplies in it. Not to mention the fact that if I were to start cooking I have no idea where I would put the food. I mean I doubt there would be leftovers because let's face it, if there is good food within a 5 mile radius of the girls in my dorm, it will be gone within minutes. Maybe this weekend I'll have Bret drive me to the store and I'll cook for the ASLC kids and we can eat after the homecoming game...It's an idea.

Math test

Mr. H - Thank you so much for telling me to leave.

Wow... the test was not bad. Between the test and english I devoured a bad of chips because food wakes me up and if I'm hungry I won't focus. When I went to take the test the first 8 or 9 problems were a breeze and becaue they were so easy I was worried that I did something wrong, but I looked back and there was nothing else I could have done. I looked over the last part of the test and found a mixture problem, which I did right away because I know how to do those and time was running out. I was left with problems 10, 11 and 13. I had 10 minutes left and once I understood what 10 was asking it was fine and 11 I was able to figure out on the calculator. I had no idea how to do 13. I remembered looking at the problem last night (actually it was this morning at 2) with Jessica, but I could not for the life of me figure out how to set it up. I just bubbled in a random number because time was up and I didn't know what else to do. Jessica worked it out later and I picked the wrong letter. So after reviewing the test with Jessica at breakfast I think I missed three. We'll see though. I hate making bad grades.
Now it's time for a much needed weekend. My classes are over for the day, the cast party for Iguana is tonight, and my parents are coming in to meet my boyfriend and see the show tomorrow. It's gonna be a great weekend.

Night of the Iguana is going amazingly well... except that it seems like I've spent more time working on it now that it's running than I did preping for it. Yet, I've managed to also spend more time with my boyfriend, talke to my mom at several different ponts, e-mail several people and get more things accomplished. All in all it is 12:30 am, I have been back from the theatre for a total of 15 minutes and I have a math test to study for tomorrow. I don't have time to study because if I study and don't sleep it might actually be worse than me sleeping and not studying. I've decided life would be perfect if I didn't have to do classes like math or english (sorry Mr. H) or the things I don't give a shit about really... Let me do theatre for 8 hours a day and I will be content and learn the things I'm interested about. I am tired and not sure what the point of this post is besides the fact that it is indeed a post and taking care of my writing requirements for the next class that I haven't had time to do.

creepy guys

I don't know what it is, but there is something about us - my best friends and I - that attracts creepy guys. We don't really mind because it always ends up being a good laugh, but it's still weird when it happens. For instance, one night last summer we were driving through The Woodlands to go home from a movie. We are in Ashlee's mustang so we are driving with the window's down and the music up. This suv pulls up next to us and these guys stick their head out the window (while driving) and say "Hey! Do you want to get out of your car and into ours?" We have never seen these guys and we never will again. It was just one of the many incidents that happen to us surprisingly often.

Everyone is at Kris' apartment and we sit and decide what we want to do. We have to watch Clue at some point because I've wanted to watch it for the past three weeks. We order pizza and sit and talk for a while. After a while Davila asks where he is. Not here, at home with family. Just thinking about him makes me smile. I can't stop, why can't I stop smiling. It's ridiculous really, to smile like this at the thought of a person. One human being. Davila thinks it's adorable how much I like him. I think it's funny how much one person can affect your life. I don't mean someone you are attracted to necessarily, everyone you come in contact with effects you.
I've been effected by him because I am now reading books I wouldn't have been interested in before, I'm actually learning sign language instead of just saying I want to. Because he affected me in this way, I'm affecting others, Katie is learning with me. I have started signing as I talk just to practice, which creates conversation, and sometimes confusion, with other people.
People change you without you knowing it all the time. I like the changes that are happening.