And they're always glad you came

I survived the entire first week of classes, only 11 more weeks to go! After the first two days I started to get used to my schedule and being where I needed to be at the right place and time. The first week is a bit of a tease because you don't have an abundance of work and usually, some of my friends havent started school yet, so they come visit. Caitlyn came to spend the night at our apartment on Wednesday evening, which ended up being a lot of fun. It was relaxing because we all ordered pizza and watched way too many Sex and the City episodes for anyone's good. Then yesterday, Caitlyn and Tasha came back to spend the night. I had planned to go out to check out some pre-rush parties but when they came they were really sleepy. I decided to go out anyway just for a little while because I hadnt been out at all this week and I wanted to see all the hype. I probably should have just stayed in though. Since it was pre-rush, all the houses were crazy and packed with people...and not in a good, "hey, now I can dance like a retard and no one will notice and laugh at me way". There was no room to move, let alone dance. I saw about two people I knew. The highlight of the night was running into Chante and Kasia. I miss not seeing my old roommates all the time. Pretty much the only time I run into them is at a party. I was kinda bummed out because I ran into some guys in the frat that I know, Ive had actual conversations with them, and they didn't even remember who I am. One guy's answer was "I know Ive seen you around...I dont remember your name." That really sucks when that happens because it's a reminder how forgettable I am. I think I am growing out of going to these houses or maybe I'm just sad that people can't remember that they've actually talked to me before, but I think mainly it's the idea that I am becoming one of those disposable girls. I mean, the reason I like going to these things was to see my guy friends at the houses and hang out with them, but if they can't remember who I am or even my name then it seems pretty pointless.

Diamond ball is coming up in less than one month on Feb 11th. It's two days before my birthday! It's a big, formal dance with my sorority and I've kinda been looking forward to going, but at the same time I'm a little nervous about it. It's coming up really soon and Im stuck with the same problem of not knowing who to ask. And i have to ask someone early. But I'm not missing this one so if it comes down to it, guy friends in the area....I'm calling you out. Anyways, it's finally the weekend and I decided to come home to hang out with my friends who are leaving on sunday to head back to school for the semester and who I won't see til summer. So that's where I'll be until Monday...but no one will notice because apparently, I dont have a name. haha.