OK, so this is gonna be, once again, just a quick update (or that's the plan. You know how my plans usually work out ;P).

Since I'm feeling lazy, I'll just give you some anecdotes and jazz.

Anecdote #1 (aka - Destroying my Social Life Before it Even Starts)

I've recently joined the Acadia Class of 2012 facebook group and I was looking at all of the pictures of these people who are soon to be my classmates and I was like "Whooooa. . . weeeeeird. Just think about it. Maybe that person I'm looking at right now is going to become my best friend ever, or my boyfriend! And I don't even recognize them. . . creepy. . ."

So, being the newly discovered extrovert that I am, I decided to write something to my future classmates. So I told them "Whooooa. . . weeeeird. Just think about it, etc. etc." I posted the remark then left the computer for Mitra, my youth hostel.

There David (aka. Uncle David, aka Bobbysoxer, aka American) and I were talking and I told him about how weird I thought the whole thing was. Then he said "You know, if you were a stranger to me and you said that I would be really creeped out. I would think 'Yeah, it is weird, and you're definitely not going to be my friend.'"

He realized he'd said something devastating when he saw my face.

"What? What is it?"

And that's when I realized just HOW CREEPY I HAD BEEN.

I hadn't felt that particular tight feeling in my chest since I realized after Mat left that he hadn't been going in for a hug.

God, how can I be so stupid!!!!

Immediately plans came rushing into my head. Tomorrow I would go on and see if I could erase it. Or maybe I could laugh it off. Or tell them the truth, that I'm really not creepy and that that was just a mistake. . .except that would just draw more attention to it and make me seem more creepy.

I imagined coming to school this September and everybody pointing and talking behind their hands and saying "That's the girl who was all creepy before we even met her. Lets ostracize her so that her only friends are the librarian and that dustbin."

My journal entry that night contained despair, tears, and unicorns (don't ask about the unicorns) as I agonized over my already destroyed social life. Why why why did I have to say what was on my mind. Haven't I learned yet that doing so usually causes pain, death, and New Zealand?

New Zealand aside, I went onto the internet today, dreading it more than a pickle dreads grilled cheese sandwiches and. . . nobody found me creepy!

Or, at least, if they did, they didn't post anything about it. Actually, quite a few people posted back saying that they thought it was weird, too. Yay!!!!

I'm not creepy!!!

Or my classmates are just as creepy as I am. . .

Yay!!!

And, actually, I think I'm going to end it with that. Hope you guys are having a blast in the freezing cold,
Love ya bunches,
BIsous,
Namaste,
Lentil,

The Girl Who's Gonna Miss Auroville and Who Feels a Slight Flutter of Panic Every Time She Thinks About Uni. . .