I signed up for a class centered around Shakespeare. Why did I do that? I've never liked Shakespeare, and my distaste for his writing has only increased with time. But now I'll be spending four months learning ALL about him. Wooo! Stupid staggered sign-up times. Leaves all the freshman scrambling to find a single class that is remotely decent. >.>
Ahem. Anyway.
Boy problems. Guy has been wanting to get me to party for a while, and I finally said that I would after the first week of classes in the spring semester. Then he... well, he essentially asked permission to touch me and turned the party request into a 'let's just drink together' deal. >.> Naturally, me being me, I tried to turn him down nicely and act light-hearted about it, but I think he thinks I'm upset. I don't even... whatever. But I have no idea what I think of him. On one hand, he's really nice and has been polite/respectful/blah blah blah. Fun to be around, seems to like me, probably a good guy...? On the other hand... he just did that. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I don't know him all that well and nobody ever tries that with me, and I'm really shy to begin with so that was just a bit jarring.
Ugh. I have no idea what to do with this situation. It's awkward now.
Other than that, everything's going alright. Life is good. Just needed to vent a bit. :P