This past week, I have been this total bitch to peter 'cause he just deserves it. And he's being one back to me..but whatever! So today I woke up and was like...hum i want to wear a skirt. And so I did, I got this really pretty skirt for easter, blue and i have a blue tank top that kind of goes anad white sandels and my hair is blown dry so it looks all nice and flips out in weird directions. So I walk in, and all the girls loved it, and peter made some comment about how white my legs are and how I must have lost a bet and all this other shit, and Luis was just sitting there, and i finally looked up from my book and said "You've become a real jack ass lately, get laid man!" and the whole class broke out laughing, and peter's exact words were "Oh but...that was...humph" and didn't talk for the rest of the day. WOOHOO! I finally got this kid off my back (i hope).
I know that was mean, but he called me fat! He had it comming. Anywho, I have a funny story. So there are these two guys in my psych class that aren't in my major and they are mad cool...Ty and Alan...Ty is black, and Alan is is white (color is not a big deal, but i thought i would let u know 'cause being the only white girl i kind of get drawn to the white kids.) Well everyday in psych i write on Alan's shoe always with something new like "how's it going?" "what's new?" "how's it hanging." ect. And I flurt with the kid, but the thing is he flurts back...he waits for me, he helps me off the ground, if i fick/poke him he will do the same or something else back, you know the normal stuff. Well I guess this could aslo be taking as just being friendly, and if you were one of my guys it would just me being me. So I was talking to Alan about the hockey game that he went to and asked who he went with..."My borhter, his girlfirend, and my fience." FIENCE?!? woops! my bad! but whatever, I might or might not tone down the flurting but hey I can just act like he's a good friend and be moish to him.
This past weekend for cabs we were in wildwood, well lets just say this was my schedual: 7:30-10:00 on the bus 10:00-12:00 doing nothing 'cause we didn't know if we were marching or not, turned out that we got pulled 12:00-2:00 we practiced in this arena type things while out side it was monsuneing (no lie the force of the rain on the roof to the place sounded like we were being hit by a tild wave.) 2:00-4:30 we were eating dinner and then 4:30 to around 8:00 we were back on the bus and going home. Wasted day? I think so! Anyway, if you kept up with the days u can guess that along with corps stories come matt stories. So we were standing in a group at the end of practice in the arena. I was standing behind Matt and scotty j. Well towards the end of the speeches, Matt tunred around, walked behind me and so gentelly slid his arms around my waste. We stood there like that till the end, and then he wispered "let's go have sex" shocked but seeing how it's not out of the ordanary that i get asked this, I replyed "now?" and he laughed as he put his head on my sholder. I leaned my head back on his so that my neck was exposed (not intentional, i just wanted to put my head back on sholder, my hair isn't long enough to cover my neck all the way jsut yet) and he looked at me and wispered again "that looks yummy." and then we had to pack up and we both pulled away, but didn't let go of the hands untill the last second. I tell ya, when I'm with this kid and he holds me, it's like i zoom to another world, and there is no one else around. but as soon as we let go it's like i fall right back into reality with my head spinning.