I have been working the most absurd job lately. It's so boring that I'm not even going to speak of it ever again for fear of putting you to sleep.
I spent last Friday in Baton Rouge. Lyle and Leigh both had birthdays last week. I spent some time with the guys, had a few drinks, went swimming at 1am, and spent the rest of the night at Aaron's new house. Surprisingly enough, Aaron was openly affectionate with me around his friends the entire night, as opposed to trying to keep me a secret the way he has been doing for the past month or two or three. He and I get along so well most of the time, and I love that our friends are finally seeing that side of us.
Now, here is something that I probably shouldn't be saying. While I love how compatible Aaron and I are, I think that Jarred and I look great together. Tuesday night I went to Tucks, had a few too many shots of 151, and ended up in a corner involved in a ridiculously public makeout session with Jarred. I am such a skank when I'm plastered, y'all, it's really obscene. But later that night I was in Mary's car, and of course we were gossipping about him and how he and really don't talk about... anything, ever. I ended up saying something to the effect of, "I know nothing about him except for the fact that he's incredibly hot, but that's really all I'm interested in knowing about him."
So trashy and inappropriate. But he and I just look so good next to each other. I want to carry a camera with me every time I know that he's going to be around. So sad.
I'm exhausted and have to wake up early to work at the job that I promised never to mention again, so I'm off to bed. Half day tomorrow though, hooray! To be continued tomorrow afternoon.
First of all: Happy 21st birthday, Carly! Hope the celebrations are all you've been hoping for.
Have I mentioned lately how fucking cool my friends are? Because they are, really. Lately I've been spending a lot of time with this girl Mary, and it's finally occurring to me how important it is to have positive female friends in my life. Natalia and I have been practically attached at the hip since high school, but to be perfectly honest, our friendship has always been mostly about bar-hopping and meeting boys. Which is fine, I suppose, but she's never been very big on talking about... well, anything. Elise and I can talk sometimes, but there's been a lot of tension between us ever since we moved in together... we have good days and bad days. My closest friendships in the past year have been with guys like Lyle or Sean, and in the past few months, Brandon or Travis. And interestingly enough, when we're alone, Aaron can be one of the best friends I could ever ask for. When our friends are around, that can be a different story, but I'm not going to whine about him tonight.
So imagine my surprise when Mary and I started to get closer and closer. She and I have known each other for a while - she lived in my dorm, and she's always around Steffan and Brandon and Dave. It honestly shocked me when I realized just how much I'd needed a female perspective on certain things.
Of course, I miss the boys who stayed in Baton Rouge like crazy these days. Lyle's birthday is this weekend, and Courtney and I are driving up to see him, and I can't wait to see everyone. I'm a little worried, honestly, about how long it's been. Not to mention the fact that SeanM and NickB are both really caught up in their girlfriends these days, so there's no telling how things will go during that visit.
Diana and NickH are at the Lucky Boys Confusion/Reel Big Fish concert right now, and I am not because I am broke as hell. I am jealous like you would not believe.
Just a quick update to let everyone know that I haven't slipped into an alcohol-induced coma or anything. Although I just might do that any minute now, seeing as how I am drunk as hell at the moment. I've had such a productive summer. Really. Or not.
I've been spending more time at this one bar, Tucks, than I have at home or anywhere else these days. It's my favorite college bar in the city. Notice I say "college bar," because there are much better bars and clubs around here, but I can't walk into any other bar and know everyone in the place, like I can here.
The Jarred situation improved considerably after my last post. His birthday was last week, and we all went out to celebrate. He got appropriately wasted, and I ended up driving him home, and didn't come back to my house until the next morning. Let's just leave it at that. I'm such a shameless whore sometimes, but I proved my point to Travis, who up until that point didn't believe me when I told him that I could get any guy I wanted. I told you I was having a productive summer.
It's really a shame that I managed to snag such an attractive guy and I can already see myself getting bored with him. But really, why should I be interested in a guy like him when I could be madly in love with a guy who does things like calls me over and over insisting that I meet him at TJs, the night after we've slept together, only for me to show up at TJs and find him ignoring me because he's brought another girl there? Aaron is such a classy guy, is all I'm saying.
Speaking of whom, he and three other guys just bought this fantastic house down the street from my apartment in Baton Rouge. My grades are so not going up next semester.
nicole: 19-year-old LSU sophomore. biochemistry, pre-med. native new orleanian. starbucks barista. borderline alcoholic. addicted to facebook, red bull and vodka, and college football. a little neurotic, extremely indecisive, and often irresponsible.
