Life Of A College Girl!

Hello fellow bloggers.

It's been a while!

College is going... not as planned, but its getting better everyday.

I finally made pretty good friends with one of my roommates.

I'm meeting hot boys(the whole point of college, right?) Two of which I call Scooter Boys.

I'm infamously known as the girl that got kicked off cheer (If you don't already know the story, you and I need to have a little chat). But hey, at least people know me right? ;)

I've already been physically attacked by a ravenous clown that lurks in the dark around my apartment complex...

yes this is a good story!

Here is my clown story . . .

The power in Ephraim completely gave out one night last week. The whole town was pitch black. So my roomie and I decided to go have a look around, ya know, just adventuring out! We were strolling down the sidewalk at our complexes when she decided to whip her flashlight out, and as she does, this nutty person in a clown mask came into view about 2 feet away from my face. We started screaming, obviously, and began to run away. Before we got to far though, he grabbed the back of both of our jackets and started literally slamming us together. I wasn't quite sure if I should have been laughing or crying at this point? When he was done hitting us together like rag dolls he threw us both to the ground. This kid was huge! Im sure some psychotic meat-head football player that thought it was funny to physically attack two girls just taking a nice evening stroll.

There are crazy people in Ephraim.

And might I say, the . . . uhm . . . male African American race down at good ol' snow college is not impressing me. I can't walk to class without a, 'hey gurl, was ya numba? gurl dont be playin me like that, was ya numba? i needa get ta know ya... blah blah, baby mamma...' stuff like that.

I don't mean to be disrespectful or racist in anyway.. how could I? I've got a little flava myself. But I do not appreciate being stared down like a piece of meat. And I quite frequently get the whole, "You into black boys? Gurl, once you go black you don't go back. You don't know what you missing." Most of them ( I won't use the word 'they', because I have met a few decent dark boys that I get along with fairly well) are cocky, think that they own girls like property, and get greatly offended when I say I'm not into dark guys, as if ALL girls should be into dark guys, especially "girls like me". I DONT LIKE MY MEN BLACK! They just don't get that. Its not cause I've got anything against the dark brothas, there is just something about a blonde, WHITE boy that makes my skin crawl! Or I take my men with brown hair . . . either way I like them light skinned! There are exceptions though... Reggie Bush... ya I'd take that.

And ya know I'd have no objections to the hunk from Criminal Minds, Sheemar Moore... ah yummy!

Point is, I'm not racist, obviously, I'm not hatin on the dark skinned brothas, I just wish they'd leave me alone. Ya'll are creepin me out!

Any how... College is going fairly well. I'll be sure to keep you all updated!