So today's my first week at my new university. ..kinda. I say kinda, 'cause most of the professors didn't turn up for their own classes <.< Typical. Monday and Tuesday, I just had orientation for transferrees and was excused from all my classes. And now all the other transferrees are about the only friends I've got there. They're all pretty cool, except for the fact that they smoke and drink... and that's what they do when we hang out. I mean, okay they can do that if they want, it's cool and shiz, but I'll be buggered if they try to get me into it. I swear, I've heard the most idiotic things about cigarettes from my friend who was trying to get me and another friend into it yesterday, and this girl we were sitting with was all "Who cares if we smoke or don't smoke, we're all gonna die anyway!! *beer*". Srs, and I just went "I'm sorry, I don't want to die YET" haha xD
My other new friend, Jean, was real nice though, she knows I don't do any of that stuff, and stops other people from asking me to. And when the girl handed her this shot glass ("You drink half, and then the other half is for her". Her, meaning me D: ) she drank the whole thing to spare me from having to. Not that I would have. I'd rather be alone than in a group drinking stuff I don't want to.
But anyway.
So yeah, my first day wearing that stupid uniform was murder. My feet were bleeding by the time I got home. There's like, two bleeding holes on each foot where the shoes scratched the skin off. Yeowtch Dx
Next time I'll just be the good boy that I am and buy the shirt and pants and leather shoes as per school rules and regulations instead of insisting on the girls' uniform. :3 *shotdead*
But bummerrrrr, I have a class at freaking 7:30 in the morning on SATURDAYS. Saturdays! Dx *clinggggg*