Late college nights...

Last night was great! Met a lot of new people...which was cool. I spent the night at the sister's place. We decided to go out on campus, and check out the band after practice. The band here is great...amazing players, amazing songs. You ain't seen a band until you've seen Southern Unv. band. It's cool to say that I know someone in the band that I've admired and watched since I was a little girl. So anyways, we caught up with a few people after practice. I met a drummer who was really cool. We sat around outside talking until about 1:30 am. We talked about Louisiana, and L.A. which is where he's from. All the many, many differences of the two places. It was cool talking to him, and a few other guys that I met that night. I found myself talking "connecting" with one guy more than the rest, and by the end of the night he'd given me his number and we plan to get together later. Some say they see us hookin up sometime soon, but in my opinion it's too soon to tell. I have yet to look at my other options, but he's really nice, and cute. So that's a good combo;-) During the day we went out to buy all of my books, and got handed at flyer for a frat party. There was a girl who's tit was hanging out her top...ya, you could see stuff that wasn't supposed to be there. There was a really hott guy on it too though. I did not opt to attend that party. I guess I don't really regret it because I got to meet a great guy and get his number instead. In addition to the frat parties there are random "get togethers" outside my dorm on occasion. The other night there was a ~HUGE~ group of people just hanging out. It was crazy! I did not go though. It's insane over here, cause you can't just trust anyone. I've heard from many sources...and experienced it myself first hand. The party scene around here just ain't for me. When I heard about the parties where guys were crawling on the floor biting girls...I choose to just chill out and avoid that all together. Sometimes I get a little paranoid about getting stuck with a guy that's like 40 years old...cause ya, you'll get the over here too. At times I feel like the young naive freshman, that the upperclassman have to teach. I guess that's somewhat true...and I understand that they're only looking out for me. When my sister's ex, Josh, spoke to me it was like my dad was telling my stuff...but for some reason I felt really comfortable around him. For more reasons than one. He's a really sweet guy, and I could tell that he only want's to help me out. He spoke of "building character"(one of my dad's favorite phrases) Odd situation...but damn it...when I get out in the real world I should be ready to face anything, and that's what college is all about eh? I lived in the bubble for so long...now I'm going to kick and scream for a while...but when I come out I'll be a better person because of it. You just have to learn to fight your battles one day at a time. I gotta get my beauty rest now...trust me...the pics will come as soon as I get a little less busy with all this new college crap.
~Anne~

Flippin the script...

Ok, so I went to get me room at college the other day. It was a long, and exhausting process. I stood in lines forever. It seems that everythings going to work out though. I was a little concerned and fearful of the unknown, but my roomate seems really cool, and everything! So I stood in line for a really really long time...which translates to "building character." So I guess you could say I built a lot of character in one day :-P I'm still really stressed out since I have to meet all new people and basically start life over. Moving to a new place is a pain in the ass. Everytime I move I have a bad case of culture shock. Those of you out there who get to stay in one place are very fortunate. Lucily along the way I've always managed to find a friend who understands how I feel because they have had similar life experainces. Everything that I've been through has made me the person that I am...and I'm able to understand when people are different. They may talk different(much like my crazy accent), act different(being raised in a differnt city from the majority), or even look different(being the only black girl in a school that was 99%white). I guess you could say I've seen it all...but now I face another challege in life...college. Not just any college though...the first all black school I've been to in years...or even EVER! Some may wonder why I've made this decision...and sometimes I ask myself the same thing. It was something I had to do, and an experiance I had to have. Damn though...sometimes I wonder what I get myself into. One day I'm going to be able to show my kids pictues and tell them stories about my life and they are going to think I had such a wierd time growing up. I know one things for sure...when I have those kids one day...I'm going to make sure they have a stable environment, to grow up in, and they're going to stay there until they graduate highschool...cause moving all the time sucks! I thank God for getting me through this though, cause sometimes I don't know what the heck I'm doing. So for anyone who reads this be sure to accept people for who they are...cause damn it...all you people out there who judge people just cause they're a little bit different...STOP! It's not cool! It's getting late here, and I'm pretty tired, so I'm going to go head off to bed! Hope everything goes well tomorrow...it's orientation day:-O ...And by the way...check back for some pics coming soon. When I get some free time I'll be posting some!

In memory...

Ok, so the past couple of days have been dedicated to college shopping. I never realized how much stuff you really need for college. It's stressful, yet fun and exciting! So I've been so busy getting eveything together for when I move in this Saturday. I finally think I'm about done though. This evening I went to the gas station to fill up the car, and grab some snacks and had a short little conversation with a really cute guy. Looked like he had to be in his late 20's/early 30's. Dressed very well...prob just getting off from work. It was a plesant surprise. I'm always up for a conversation with a cutie;-) Nothing else really popin over here though. In the next couple of days I'll have moved in my dorm. So wish me luck! Also, I have to go to my uncle's memorial service that day. He died on Chritmas day, and my grandmother wanted to do this on his birthday which just past. I think it's a great thing to do and I'm looking forward to bringing back all the memories of my wonderful uncle. This is an especially tough time of year for me. It seems that I'm surrounded with death, so I tell myself that I'm surrounded with new life instead. It makes it easier to deal with, and I know that everyone I speak of is in a much better place now. Since the subject was brought up earlier today, I thought I should dedicate this post to everyone who's recently lost a love one. I must go for now...but wish me luck this Saturday!

Just an ordinary day

Nothing interesting happened today. I just got this blog, and I figured I'd go ahead and put up the first post while I was working on it. Post comments and let me know what you think as I continue to keep you updated on things. Anyways...if you're reading this you may or may not already know me. My name's Anne, and I just recently moved to Baton Rouge from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. I lived in Pittsburgh for about 8 years, so it was quite an adjustment. So I'm new to this area trying to get out there and make a name for myself in this new city. So far it's been kinda rough, but I'm sure things will pick up soon enough. If you happen to live in Baton Rouge and you're reading this be sure to hit me up though...I'm always looking to meet someone new. Well, that's all from me for now. I'm going to go eat some dinner!