I Am Obsessive Compulsive
Everyone who knows me knows I wear pink pink pink almost all the freaking time. I like pink, for sure.
But my favorite color is green, the really bright neon greens and the pale pastel ones. Not dark dark green is icky. I like bright or light damn it! So I'm wearing green right now and remembering how much I love it, and hope to have a green room next year at college, or even after spring break, if I can help it. No, NM. Not after spring break. Too much to bring home on May 7.
There's this Asian guy who talked to me today in Drugs and Human Behavior. I recently noticed that I think Jet Li is hot, which is strange, because I've never found Asian guys attractive. Well Jet Li is damn it! So this guy is talking to me, right, and I'm reading a magazine, so I kind of accidentally blow him off. Didn't mean to, but oh well. There's a million more days of class (lie lie lie, there's only 4 days of Drugs left before its completely over with) for him to talk to me again. And for me to unintentionally blow him off. Because I am shy and I find it hard to keep up convos with strangers, or ever address them again after they talk to me initially, like at a party, or something. I can never get the guts to talk to them again, so they probably all think I'm a bitch, but I'm just SHY!
And then there's that OTHER boy, damn him with a ... shoe! Yeah, damn him with a shoe. (Don't ask.) This is the one that I liked to begin with and then decided he was too flirty and got over it and then now he's nice to me and I was annoyed that he is nice because I don't like him anymore. So we're becoming better friends now, or so I think, and he is acknowledging me in front of his friends like he didn't before, and he told me he liked me one day, and yesterday he told me I was cool, no provoking or anything. I'm not quite sure where it came from, to be honest. So I'm looking at him in that light again... you know, the one that's like, "Hey, you're beginning to show potential..." It's gone from normal sex appeal to interest based upon personality! That's always a good move, I think.
Damnit I miss Trevor. For what ungodly reason I don't know... But I do!
We're reading The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas by Gertrude Stein. As a spelling/grammatical/sentence construction freak, I hated the novel at first, but our teacher Professor Senior predicted that we would end up liking it and even like it better than anyone else we read in class (Balzac, Hemingway, and Baudelaire included) and though I doubted it at first it seems he's correct. I'm actually liking it. And I hated Hemingway's style in "A Very Short Story" so I'm not looking for an entire novel... Gahhh! But I am liking Stein's style as illiterate as it seems and it also seems as though I'm picking up her style. Not on purpose, it's just I'm a little behind in reading in that class and spending my time reading Stein! Damn.
I'm also reading M. Butterfly for Lit which is really fucked up!! Imagine a man having an affair with someone for TWENTY YEARS WITHOUT KNOWING SHE'S REALLY A HE!!!
Sad thing, I think. Except it's cool, John Lithgow played Rene Gallimard on stage. Cool cool.
Anyway to end my pointless blog
Au Revoir
Mlle Anne Collette
~Mlle Collette