St. Patrick's day, fool.

So many interesting things happened today.

1. I wore my uniform from high school. (green pleated skirt, arguile socks, white shirt, etc.) it was pretty sweet. I had been looking for an excuse to pull out the skirt for a while. I only got some slightly weird looks, some smiles, etc.

2. I bought one of those fountain pen things that you see them writing with back in the day and some brown ink to go with it. (I thought brown was nicer and more special than black.) My fingers are now brown from trying to get it right.

3. I went to a college frat party.
No, it's true.
How crazy is that? Yeah, it was theta chi. Themed for St. Patrick's Day of course. Sarah Tullis accompanied me for which I was greatful. I don't know. I felt so guilty as I walked up those beer and mud covered stairs on the way in. No, of course I didn't drink anything, but just being there made me feel like I was doing something wrong. I wasn't sure if I wanted to see people I knew or if it would be best not to. I did see one girl from one of my classes, so I went over and danced a bit. I've discovered that when pretty much everyone is drunk it doesn't matter if you can't really dance, so it's fun. I did sort of a jig--the skirt made it easier. You know, I just made it up, but people were so drunk that they thought it was awesome. Then a girl that went to my high school came up to me and started freaking out because I had on the uniform. That was amusing. So yeah, college party... check! sweet at least I've got that one out of the way.
So yeah, I can see where it'd be some fun if more people were dancing and I actually got to meet some people.