Update
I really hate filling people in this way, which I think I've mentioned already, but it's the best way to reach everyone.
College is still very good. I'm really nervous about some of my classes, especially French, because I'm very lost in the class, since it's advanced. But last night I ended up having a conversation in French (and after quite a few shots of vodka) with this guy in my class whose French is excellent, since he's studied abroad. He said my French was really good, and he taught me a lot of slang, none of which I remember. But he's going to help me in French, which sucks because I hate to admit I need help, but he's not a douche about it or anything. Very sweet.
I'm sort of telling this story out of order. Let me explain why I was drunk last night.
Romantic timeline:
Last Friday, Henry and I admitted we liked each other, then just hung out in his bed. He asked me out, I think... Saturday or Sunday, but I wasn't sure. Then Tuesday I said yes, why not date him, even though I hate labels. Then Friday night, we broke up pretty much because I wasn't going to have sex with him after being together for a week. Like, it was a lot nicer than that -- we both wanted different things and it wasn't going to work, and we were acknowledging that -- but essentially he did dump me because I won't fuck him.
So naturally I was pissed and feeling really used, so my plan was to get wasted last night. Which I definitely did. But hey, it's Beloit, about 90% of the student body was drunk last night, if not more. I had about 5 shots of vodka, then 2 beers, then some Captains later in honor of my friends at home <3. I ended up meeting 2 guys I met when I was visiting the college last fall, both of whom are exceptionally gorgeous. This guy I'd met in the afternoon, Spencer, called me to hang out, but I was too drunk to walk to where he was. I just ended hanging out at one of the frat houses, then came back to my building and ended up hanging out with this GORGEOUS guy who lives upstairs and, of course, is completely in love with his girlfriend. So that's a no-go. But we're definitely just friends, and he's got my back, and I know he'll watch out for me. I feel totally safe, because I've got so many guys who will just walk me home when I'm drunk and I know I don't have to worry.
I haven't made any girlfriends yet, though. I've talked to a couple girls who are very sweet, but the only girl I really hang out with is my roommate. Who's completely adorable, and we get along great, but we want more girlfriends. Although I do really enjoy hanging out with boys... but a few girlfriends would be nice.
So that's what I've been up to lately. Everything's okay, I'm doing well, meeting amazing people, abusing alcohol a little more than I should but oh well.
I'm so happy here :)