You Make Me Wanna Lala

Yeah, Ashley Simpson I know, but I don't seem to help it.

You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.

Points of interest:
--I had my first beer at a party last Friday night. Well, two halves of a beer actually so I guess that makes a whole. It was different than I thought it would be. I didn't get tipsy or anything while I was there...we didn't stay that long...it was more of an experiment...but I could feel it when we were walking home because it loosened up my tongue a little...we talked about things we wouldn't normally discuss necessarily...overall, it was a bonding experience. It was Leah, Emily and I and Emily and I never drank before and Leah only once or twice and only a little. I thought we were rather smart about the whole thing. We went to a frat party, but it was the Chemical Engineering frat, not some social frat...it was pretty tame. We stayed together, got free cups, drank half a glass and then another half after we decided how we felt. I'd already said I was just going to have one so I was surprised by how you think about getting more when it doesn't really do anything to you. I can see how you would lose it and not know when to stop. In other news, I was definitely feeling slightly ill while I was drinking it because it was so gross. I don't know, I think it was a mental thing...I could picture what it would do to my body or my insides or soemthing and I just had this vaguely wrong feeling in it, but not liek I was doing something wrong jsut that it might not turn out the way I had hoped. We danced a while, ran into some of Leah's friends from home, danced with them for a while, then left after about an hour and walked home together...that was the best part...then we got here and watched a movie for awhile, but around 2:30 Sam called me because he'd lost Sarah at the party they had gone to. She'd gone off with some guy and when he went to check on her she told him she didn't need him to rescue her, but she wasn't holding her liquer all that well. He tried to find her a little later and hse was gone. He looked but he couldn't find her and he eventually came back here to Bradley to see if she got in safe. They'd promised each other to be home by 3:00 in case they did get seperated, but she wasn't in by 3 and he had to be up at 7:30 to leave for home. We tried calling her cell about amillion times but she didn't answer. Sam was really worried. It was sweet. She did get in eventually, we found out the next morning.

In other news, I realized that I miss Kels a ton. No one else will get up w/ me early int he mornig and do cool stuff. They all want to sleep in really late...losers.

In other news, also, there's a small group that meets in Bradley and isn't Catholic...they're Blackhawk ppl and there's a real awesome guy who invited me to it. I'm definitley going to check it out!

Well, off to brunch with people...talk to you all later.