My life has literally become a Paul Rudd movie. Though on some level, I always knew that this was going to happen...I just didn't expect that it would happen to me at the tender age of 21.
I have no guy friends here. Well, my roommate. And...although he is great, I still feel like that's a fake or surface level friend. We have to be civil and get along...I pay half the rent, after all. So, I've been on the consistent pursuit to find a new group of guys. It's funny because as a member of SigEp, I completely took bromances for granted.
Anyway, I started to watch "I Love You, Man" and my favorite line is, "There's no rules to male friendship." Because, there aren't. It's so hard to meet new people, and I think that its very difficult for a guy to make friends. If you don't work or have interactions with someone, isn't it really awkward to just approach someone and convince them to be your friend? I've taken to searching for people that have a basic semblance of English and look at all normal.
Putting it simply, girls are crazy. I can't only talk to them. My masters program is predominantly female (read only 8 boys) and I am the only boy that teaches at my school. So...I'm surrounded by, "Ugh! He won't make out with me." "I'm so fat." "I won't approach him, he has to approach me..." I just can't deal with the crazy of girl. I can't deal with their sexual frustration. I can't deal with the super competitive, bullshit. It's just so. fucking. stupid.
But, I'm going to figure out everything. I know that I will.
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Other news: Ashley and Emma came to visit, and it was phenomenal. While they are girls, they are fucking normal.
Halloween was fun. I met Spainairds, but they didn't become friends. But, my Spanish was off the chain.
I am applying to Georgetown-two programs there that are centered on public policy, one in Washington D.C. and the other in Buenos Aires. Maybe I can put off being a grown-up for just a bit longer, and I have always wanted to visit Buenos Aires. So, imagine how phenomenal it would be to get my masters from Georgetown and then get to live there? Bahhh...I don't even want to think about it.
Last bit of good news: I got all of my classes back! So, there aren't any problems there. Sa-weet.
Hahaha I've said it time and again ... Why do you think I:
ReplyDeletea) have only the number of close gal pals that I can count on my one hand?
b) am not in a sorority?
Everybody needs some time to bro-out every now and then.
ReplyDeleteAlso, Georgetown? Not too shabby.