Monday, March 15, 2010

"The Scottish wedding is starting. NOW!"

Beautiful day today. Sun is shining and I have the house to myself, music blaring. There's a nice breeze coming through my window. Not going to question this euphoric mood.

Things are going splendidly at the moment. That might be the weather talking. Caro was here last week, which is insanity. Couldn't ask for a more amazing best friend, who after 12 years is surprisingly still putting up with me. Her visit just me made want to race home, or have everyone race here. I'm really building up summer, but it'll live up to expectations.

Kent Union elections are this week, so candidates have been going door to door giving out leaflets and such. They're also standing outside the library, as I discovered this morning. There's this guy running for Sports VP (i think) who stopped by the house yesterday. I brought his flyer upstairs and after a while Claire runs into my room and proclaims "HE'S NAKED!" In the picture next to his information he's simply wearing some cricket gear. Then when I met Emma in the library, I noticed that she had one of his flyers. So I loudly proclaim, "Did you realize he's naked?! Claire pointed it out to me last night and I was like 'eewww get it away!' So gross." I see Emma look uncomfortably to the side and as I follow her gaze I realize Naked Sports Boy is standing 5 feet from me, awkwardly trying to avoid my gaze.

We're going out tonight and I am quite excited. We haven't been out since last Wednesday, and while I had a great time because Caro was with us, it didn't feel like a proper night out. So I'm off to Essentials to see if they have the rosee I like. I really am tired of vodka oranges. I might've forever ruined orange juice for myself.