Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Lazy, Rainy Tuesdays

when i went to class there was a guy sitting on the edge seat in a small, fairly empty row. so as i go to squeeze past him (into the empty row in which he could have very easily sat) he decided that right as i was in front of him would be a good time to uncross his legs to make more room for me to pass, thus kicking me in the leg.

I then apologized a lot.

When i sat down next to him and went to pull my desk out from under my seat, he had recrossed his legs, and i accidentally hit him squarely in the hip with my desk.

I then apologized a lot, for the second time in a 2 minute span.

whoops. sorry.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Regionals (courtesy of a phlover)

written by phrances, in my perspective of what occurred this weekend:


This weekend was my birthday weekend and I was playing frisbee in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania. During one of the games i was dominating my girl on defense. I jumped up for the disc and it floated over us. She proceeded to jump on me. We fell and she landed on top of me. She layed there for a good 2 mins. My coach was yelling at me to get up. I tried with all my might but couldn't because this girl i didn't know wanted to be on me. So i just waved my arms around signaling that I was helpless. After the three minute awkwardness she finally got up releasing me from the unwanted spoon.

Monday, October 3, 2011

My Key is Broken

the fob to get into my building for my dorm is broken. this, strangely enough, makes it very difficult to get into my dorm without creeping behind someone, or hoping that i run into one of the like 3 people i know in my dorm (including my roommate).

tonight i decided to get it fixed, but of course, i cant get into the building cause my key doesnt work, so i am forced to wait outside the building, that i have never been in, where my "community office" is, but apparently no one uses this door, and 8:30pm is not a popular time to leave or enter a dorm. so i am sitting, very creepily by the door to this building, waiting, until eventually some random guy walks out and i sneak in behind him, only to not know where on earth the office is.

after walking down the hallway the wrong way, i end up in the main lounge area where the office is, only to find every single RA who could potentially help me from all 3 communities taking a group picture and cutting up bananas and making coloring books for the blind. so i stand awkwardly in the middle of this group of people attempting to stay out of the way while at the same time trying to get someones attention so that i can leave as quickly as possible.

eventually someone notices that im not part of the RA love spirit and thus dont belong there and asks me whats wrong. so i tell her that my key doesnt work, to which she says "well thats not good."

i then fill out three sheets of information and get a loaner key and walk back though all of the RAs in their little party and go use my giant loaner key to get back into my dorm room and eat some cookies.

side note: tonight pleiades won its first IM volleyball game! yes. volleyball. was that funny to watch since you're all so awkward and gangly, you may ask. the answer is yes, yes it definitely was.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Monsoon Season Part 2

its now 3 and half hours later. im in davis. my feet are soaking wet, so i decide to take off my socks, but as i am in the middle of the library i decide to be polite and do this in the bathroom.

warning: if you wash your socks in a library bathroom you get weird looks.

warning 2: if you put on paper towel "socks" before leaving the bathroom, you get even more weird looks.
           -warning 2a: these paper towel "socks" will get too soaked through by the time you get back to your table that you will have to take them off and throw them away, which is awkward cause then everyone within viewing distance of you will be able to see you peel wet paper towels off of your feet and then they will judge you.

warning 3: when you get back to your table and place all your wet clothes, like socks and sweatshirt, next to you in the windowsill, people wont sit near you (unless they are your roommate, and will like you despite all your flaws).

ahh rain.

Monsoon Season Part 1

it rained really hard. like monsoon hard. ive never experienced a real monsoon, but if i did, i feel as though it would be something like how rainy it was today.

it started poring at like 5:30, i had class at 6 and thus left my dorm at 5:50. at this point the rain and wind are in full stride, and i am walking ankle deep in water across the street, my green frisbee shorts are now a darker shade of green and my gray sweatshirt is now a darker shade of gray.

so i get across the street and have stopped, under the overhang of davis, and must run to greenlaw. although this is probably less than a 100 yard distance, i am worried that i wont make it. i have decided that my umbrella is not doing any good, so i have ditched this. (note: this is an umbrella i found at some tournament and is already breaking due to the wind/rain.. silly umbrella)

i take a deep breath and start sprinting through puddles and in this torrential downpour, but i am wearing my glasses and soon become blinded, so i take them off and am now carrying a folded up umbrella in one hand and my glasses in the other, sprinting blindly in the rain.

as i pass the UL, someone calls out to me, but as i am currently glasses-less and sprinting through the rain, its hard to stop.. but luckily the 50 people waiting under the overhang of the UL get to see me do a very awkward "here is my hand holding glasses" wave at some faceless person...

i finally get to my building, and there are about 30 people waiting inside, watching me take off my dripping backpack and wring the water out of my clothes. in the bathroom where i dry off a bit more, some woman tells me "its raining hard out." OH, THANK YOU. I HADNT NOTICED. more frighteningly; why do you think i'm this wet????

then i walk into my classroom, where everyone else (read: all 10 of about 25 other people who braved the walk to this class) seems significantly more dry than i am, and sit down in a corner, alone, where i can drip and slowly freeze silently for an hour and fifteen minutes.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

VA Fusion Travel Call

at Virginia Fusion this weekend, i was playing offense and some girl on some other team was guarding me.

there was a travel called, so i went to pat her on the back to tell her that something was called, but she moved just as i went to pat her on the back, and ended up lightly grazing her butt. this in of itself was awkward enough for me, but to make matters more awkward she was like "did..did you just...graze my butt?" 

this lead me into an uncomfortable, short explanation of how i went to pat her on the back but she moved and then i said sorry quite a few times. this made things slightly less bad, but then she only face-guarded me for the last part of the point, meaning she never turned her back towards me, which made me feel bad cause i think i accidentally creeped her out...

thankfully the rest of that point wasn't too long and face-guarding is not conducive to repeating the same, butt-grazing, mistake twice... 

Lean Back

so when i was walking back to my dorm during busy lunch hours yesterday, i went to walk behind someone who was standing about one person (turned sideways) distance from the edge of the stairs into the pit. however, this is the only obvious/nonintrusive way for me to pass by this mass of people and get to my dorm.

as i am walking directly behind this girl, she chooses that exact moment to take a step backwards, directly into me, making my options either fall down the three stairs backwards into the pit, or hold onto her backpack so i dont wipe out in front of this huge crowd of people.

in true self-preservation fashion, i decide to grab on to her backpack and quickly push myself past her so i dont drag her down the stairs with me, and pass by her faster than i would without pushing off of her backpack.

when she turns around to see who has grabbed her backpack and shoved her in the opposite direction of the way im going i avoid eye contact and apologize profusely, hoping this will be enough for her to focus on her phone conversation and ignore the fact that i almost fell down three brick stairs into the pit in front of about 100 people...