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Went to school yesterday, did our color theory project. It went over REALLY well.

There were some technical difficulties in getting it started, and I looked like a total IDIOT because I couldn't figure out how to work the projector system(Projectors totally aren't my thing), but luckily Jay, another group member, had come in early to play with it, so he knew what he was doing.

I'm pretty sure we got an A. Just because my video was awesome. And everyone seemed to like Nine Inch Nails. xd

The rest of the presentation was kind of ugh. We just read off powerpoint slides.

It would've been cooler, but, April, lost some of the pieces to our posterboard so we didn't have a physical posterboard, which is what I -really- wanted. We were also going to play a game of 'what's your favorite color' and she was going to give them lollipops of that color, but she forgot those too.

Ah well. I will have to say this, though. Even though half our project was kind of lost due to April's forgetfullness, the video rocked.

Go me for being the ONLY person who understands video in that class. xd

Anyhow.

Zack's still not around. It's really worrying me now, since next week is the final week of school. (ZOMG NEXT WEEKEND IS AWA!)
I came homw to the apartment, and I was going to work on some storyboards I need to finish that are due tomorrow...

But, instead of course I wander over to the computer. I've been on Magivolve a lot, lately. I'm addicted to it. I think I'm only going to be on Gaia for my guild and the storyline updates, now. And then just stick to Magivolve.

If I even get on the computer at all. xd

My sn on Magivolve is Ziko. I'm naked until I can buy a cig. I'm at 5k right now. Out of 50k. Going pretty smoothly, I think. The people on Magivolve are really nice, and I think it helps that it's sucha smaller community than Gaia. So everybody knows eachother.

But with the way I'm saying things, I think I'm coming off as one major attention whore who nobody wants to mess with. Which is sad, since spam isn't allowed at all on Magivolve, and I need to talk to people to get mulla(their version of Gold). So if nobody talks back to me, I feel sad. =(

Regardless. Come home to the apartment, and Tasha says we may be getting seperated. Because Shayla's moving out, the CHS housing people decided they might split us up.
Which, at this point, is fine with me. But Tasha seems concerned(Don't know why she'd bother).

She says her and Rachel might move to the Reserve, which is Waaaaaay out there, like 30 minutes from the college(they have cars) and they don't know what's going to happen with me.

I said I'd be staying in this complex or go to Grande Oasis since I don't have a car, and they're not allowed to move me away where the shuttle doesn't come every day when I don't have a car.

All I can say is that getting moved around is a high probability and as long as I get roommates with cars, and live here or Grande Oasis, and the roommates aren't total asses, attentionwhores, or girly girls, I think I'll be fine and have no problems.

Later that night, I'm RPing in the guild, and they're having this bigass beerfest outside.
Kat comes in all drunk and asks why I'm not joining them. She then guilts me into joining some six people, who are all drunk off their a**. It's like a frathouse. There are budweisers, parrot bays, and some vodka bottles EVERYWHERE.

It was at that moment that I decided, no matter how tempting it is, I didn't want to get drunk that night.
I was the ONLY person even remotely sober in that room. Every time I tried to get away, they whined for me to come back.

I don't know what it is about me and drunk people. I don't do anything, I just sit and watch.. And they want me there. All the time. EVERY DRUNK PERSON!

Yes, every drunk person I've ever met, always wanted me to stay with them, regardless if they had other friends or not. Is it because of the way I look? Because I listen to their troubles? Or is it because, most of the time, I'm sober? I don't get it! gonk

So I sit there, for two hours, watching this drunken people dance and laugh and make fun of me for not drinking anything, and I get horny.

It never fails.

Kat comes over to me, and she's talking about this boyfriend who's an a*****e, or something like that. And then she brags about all these new tattoos she's getting on friday. She's going to get the T virus on one side, the antidote on the other side, a giant Pyramid head all down he right side from her ribs to her waist, and on the other side she said she was going to have thee alice in wonderland cat.. Or something.

She already has an umbrella coorperation logo thing across her belly. And the whole time I'm listening to this, all I could think of was "Wow, Twistex would ******** this girl in a second."
Then I remembered Twist has a fiance, and changed my thoughts to "I don't want to ******** an advertisement board."

She just kept going on and on about how pyramid head on her would make her so hot, and how she could just look at the tattoo in the mirror and have an orgasm. And, funny thing is, I have this sort of.. Lust on for Kat, I think. I hate her stupid retarded tattoos, but I like her... As a friend, but as a nice.. Sex toy thing?
Anyway.

Then she starts talking about how she wishes someone would push her up against the wall and have sex with her, or something like that. And she was going through this whole cycle of sucky bf, tattoos, orgasming, ******** pyramid head, and wishing people would push her against the wall.

ANd the whole time I was htinking "... If I pushed her against the wall, and violated her like I REALLY want to right now, would people think I'm a freak?"

Then they send me to go out and get ciggarettes for them. First Rachel wants them, then she doesn't, then she does.
Whatever. Kat offered to drive us over and I said no, because she's drunk. She went through all the routines of "Oh, you odn't know how far I've driven fine drunk" and "It's just across the street" and I came back with, "You're right, it's just across the street, which is why I'm going to walk."

She decides she wants to walk with me. Shayla, drunk, insists I have my cellphone on and she calls me if we take too long. I'm like.. wtf.. I'm sober, nothing could POSSIBLY happen, but go on anyway.

Kat and I go to the 711, since the gas station is closed, and she walks in the back and people are staring at her. I'm like.. "What are you doing?"
She come sout, obviously drunk to everyone, and says "Could you possibly tell me where your bathroom is?"

So somebody leads her to the bathroom, and I buy marlboro lights, since a.) She's drunk. and b.) Although she's 18, she doesn't have her ID on her for some nonsentical reason.

I get the cigs, forget to pack them, and walk over to the bathroom. I knock on the door, then, thinking it has stalls in it since the door's open, open the door.
She's not done.
I was like "Oh, I'm sorry. ... You left the door open."
She say s"Oh. Well I don't care if anybody sees anyway. I'm almost done."

=/

So we walk back to the apartment and Shayla's all "I was just about to call you, you ugys were taking too long!" Yeah.. Whatever.

Kat continues through her cycle of discussion and damnit, I'm continuing through my cycle of thoughts.

Twistex would ******** her/ I don't want to ******** an advertisement/ If I pushed her against the wall would I be a total nutcase?

Then This black guy who's in most of my classes who I keep forgetting the name of(Let's just call him doug for now) is drunk off his a** and wants to go home.
So I decide, since everyone has decided to smoke the smokes I boght, to walk him home.

Shayla comes out and says he's too drunk to go home and I said, I'm going to walk him home so it'll be fine. She insists I have the cellphone on me in case anything goes wrong. 0_o;

I walk Doug home, and then go back to my apartment, where Shayla says she was going to call me again. Whatever.

Shortly afterward, Rachel has passed out about 5 times(Rachel passes out when she's drunk a LOT. I've learned to not get worried about it... Too much) I get a call from Doug's roommate, who says Doug's coming back over.

And I was.. "wtf! Everyone's going to sleep right now, tell him to go back!" Up, too late, doug's too far away to catch him.

Doug comes back when Rachel wakes up from the 5th pass out she swears she didn't have, and the party revives.

.. Please, dear god, make it stop. Make the pain and suffering of the sober stop.

About an hour later.. It does.

Everyone has finally passed out completely, and although there are psuedo-dead people on the floor, I can watch Scrubs, and be good, and not have to worry about their s**t.

The funny thing is, when Rachel heard I complained about this to my parents that month a go, she said I do the same thing as she does, just some place else.

Oh, I party until I pass out?
No, no. Rachel, rich whitey girl who doesn't give a damn.

You overestimate me.