Chivalry is Not Dead

So this is a continuation of my Friday night, but it's a completely different story, so I thought I would make it a separate post.
We were getting a group together to hang out Friday night and one of my friends asked if he could bring one if his friends that he met last semester while he was training in the Fire Academy. I didn't think much about it so I agreed. I had no idea he would be one of the most interesting guys I'd ever met.
He gave of a wonderful first impression if I do say so myself. He was very polite and chivalrous. All night he would make sure i didn't slip as we walked across ice, open doors for me, gave up his chair for me if I was not sitting, and made sure I was always comfortable. I have to admit, I am not used to being treated in such a way and it was embarrassing to get so much attention, but I still appreciated his chivalry very much. There was even a time where I slipped on the ice and he managed to catch me. I was very impressed.
Not only was he one of the sweetest guys I had the pleasure to meet, but he was very interesting as he had a great many quirks. He had a sweet tattoo, played guitar, listened to awesome music, and had a good sense of humor. I am very grateful that I had the opportunity to meet him. Hooray for nice guys!

The Buss Boy Returns

So a while ago I posted something about a cute bus boy at a restaurant who I gave my number to who ended up being not a very great guy for me. Well I had almost completely forgotten about that incident, until Friday night.
I was hanging out with a friend when he ran into one of his friends from work. He introduced her to me and after shaking my hand she exclaimed "Oh my gosh, you're the girl from the Mahogany Grill!" I was slightly confused at first and I'm sure I gave her a blank look because she said "You and Gavin had that thing going...." and did a gesture with her hands. "Oh, yes. That was me." I said as I laughed in disbelief. "I get myself into the most interesting situations....." I thought to myself. She went on as she explained what happened back in the kitchen that night. Apparently this boy had been trying to come up with different ways to ask for my number. The staff was even making bets as to whether or not he would get my number. Even our waiter that night was in on this. I guess he told the buss boy that he would buy him a round of drinks if he actually got it. She precided to tell me that the only reason why he didn't call is because I said something about being a high school student. Our conversation ended by her saying "But it was better that he didn't call you. He's not really a great guy and you don't wanna get yourself mixed up with him." and then leaving me to bask in my awkwardness. Things always come back to haunt me.

The Death of My Brain

Today is the day that my brain officially died. Either that or took a vacation with out me. It's probably sitting on a beach somewhere drinking pina coladas. I really don't have anything to write about so before I write anything that doesn't make any sense, I'm gonna go. Bye!

Georgian Cyclist

So I haven't written in a while because I totally forgot about the blog. I'm sorry about this. This last weekend my friend introduced me to this really awesome guy. He attends the local college and is originally from Georgia. We met at dinner and watched my friend's hockey game together after. I found out he lived in Germany for a little bit when he was young and is really into cycling. He was also incredibly funny so I enjoyed talking to him very much. I love talking to funny people. This guy was almost as crazy as I am. that's all I have to say. Until next time...

Nazi Zombies

My luck has changed. Last night I finished my homework at my favorite coffee shop and had absolutely nothing to do apart from going home, which I didn't want to do because going home would mean complete and utter boredom. So I decided to stay and talk to the barista at the coffee shop. One of my friends ended up coming into the coffee shop and we decided to go to her friend's house to hang with him and his friend. It ended up being a lot of fun. I played Nazi Zombies on X Box with his friend for the majority of the time, which is so much fun. I can see why boys are obsessed it. The guy that was playing x box with was really awesome. He just moved here from California at the beginning of the school year and is planning on going to Mines for college this fall. He was also a really good partner on Nazi Zombies. I'm glad I finally made a new acquaintance.

The Most Boring Post Ever.

This past week and a half I haven't met anyone new at all. I need to get back on my game! Sorry for not posting anything of any interest lately. It's only half way through this week so hopefully I'll meet someone entertaining and blog about it soon.

Florida

I am having a spectacular time in Florida. My dear Shamrock looks wonderful and was very excited to see me. He's so adorable it makes me smile. My brother, Nick, is showing him this weekend so I get to watch and help groom. Though, Shamrock doesn't like Nick riding him, they make a better pair than I expected, which is wonderful. It's so nice to be back in the "horse world". I have missed it very much indeed. I have had the opportunity to see some of my coaches and friends from last year, but have not had the opportunity to meet anyone whom I wasn't already aquainted with. So farwell for now. Until we meet again...

Old Ladies and Business Men

At the moment I am sitting in the Pheonix airport. Again, I don't have anything to write about, but I'm bored so I thought I would make a new blog post. The only dissapointing thing about flying during the week is that there are no cute boys to keep me entertained. Sitting all around me are old women and business men. Not very much fun to stare at in any way. Well I'm getting ready to board my flight. Until next time.

Excitement

Tomorrow I am leaving for Florida! I am so very excited! I don't have anything to write about. But I thought I would announce my excitement on my blog. I hope everyone has a wonderful night.

Elastoplast

It's the start of another splendid week. At the moment I'm at my second home, drinking a cup of impeccable coffee, while trying to knock out some homework. I don't have anything too terribly important to write about. The rest of my weekend was spent sleeping and studying for an advanced chemistry exam. Starting Wednesday, I have an exciting week planned as I am going to Florida to visit my eldest brother and my stupendous horse, Shamrock. I'm very excited to see to see my gorgeous steed again and make sure he is getting proper care and attention. If not I shall be very cross with my brother, who is caring for him. I'm hoping it will be a wonderful, refreshing vacation from snow and school. Thus, starting Wednesday, I should have plenty to write about. I'm feeling very British right now, so this paragraph is too be read in a British accent. This might be a sign I have had far too much coffee. Farewell for now. We shall meet again.

Grapes, Togas, and Gladiator Wars

Last night proved not to be as much fun as I thought it would be. I did, however, learn a very important lesson: never go to a party without a male escort or things get very interesting. At one point of the party I decided to sit in in the corner of the room to avoid the crazed boys. While I was content in my own thoughts, some random guy decided to sit on me. One of his friends hurried over, pulled his friend off, and apologized for his behavior. Then we got to talking a little. It turns out he attended to the same school I attend when he was in 7th grade. He was awesome. Funny and vivacious and polite, he definitely made the party a more enjoyable experience for me. We had a lot to talk about before I finally decided to leave and go home.

Overall, the party was fun but since I didn't know that many people it made it slightly awkward. I did, however, dominate the gladiator pit. I remained undefeated the entire night, all while wearing heals. A true feat. In fact, the boys were so impressed with my kick butt skills, I was asked to be the bouncer for the party. I didn't accept their invitation. I didn't think I would be taken seriously.

Toga

Today I don't have anything relevant to meeting people to write about, but I am in the mood to write so I decided to create a new post. This morning I decided to sleep in because I'm not feeling great, but I don't have classes so the day allows it. I woke up, checked my emails, finished the last of my college stuff, and made a toga. This may sound rather random, but there is a purpose for the toga as I am attending a toga party tomorrow night. Togas are pretty awesome so I'm excited about it. That's all I have to write about. I apologize again for the boring post. Hopefully, the toga party will be all sorts of fun and I'll have something to write about Saturday morning.

The Depressing Post

I returned from my Denver adventure and am now back in Durango doing my usual on a Wednesday afternoon. Which is sitting at my favorite coffee shop and getting some homework knocked out. Today hasn't been particularly enjoyable. You know those days when everything just doesn't go well? This has been one of those days. Nothing really terrible has happened, but nothing great either. I woke up with a headache and a cough, got to school late because I needed to get gas, forgot my homework for all of my classes at home, returned late from lunch and got in trouble, and it's snowing. I don't hate snow, but we already have at least 4 feet and it's one of those damp, wet, dreary snows that soaks into your bones like.... well, I couldn't think of a good simile to put there. But you get the picture. It's cold. I don't have anything to write about but I felt like writing so I decided to whine and post it on the internet. I apologize for this depressing post. But I'm drinking coffee so my life is getting a bit better. I love coffee.

Denver

The past couple of days I've been in Denver for a rather unpleasant reason. I had to take an 8 hour test in a psychiatric office to diagnose my dyslexia. Though it wasn't as terrible as it sounds, they had me play with blocks and picture puzzles for some of it, but 8 hours of any kind of test is troublesome. I was able to talk it up with a variety of people even though most of my time was taken up being psychologically analyzed.
Since I spent two days with my tester, I got to know her a little. She would talk to me about music and interests and things like that when we were not in testing. I found out she used to dance in high school, which is awesome because i have a lot of dancing experience also. She is a Radiohead fanatic, as am I, so that's another thing we have in common. I really enjoyed our brief talks in between tests, she even gave me stickers when we were finished. She was awesome.
I also had a few random strangers come up and talk to me. There was this lady in the psychiatric office who came to sit next to me and talk while I was on break. Apparently her 11 year old daughter is dyslexic as well and having a hard time is school. So i gave her a few pointers as to what helped me when I was her age in school. And a clerk in the mall while I was trying on sun glasses started a conversation with me about colleges. She was a little too in-your-face for my liking, but overall very nice.
So the past three days have been very productive for me as far as meeting people. And they were all girls! This proved my theory wrong. But my theory is still valid in most cases.