Cazy Jack's Lost n Found

OK, so, no new news to share on the friend front... but I needed to share this e-mail that was sent to me and every other student here. It's sent from PantherBites which for you BSC people, is LaGrange's version of InfoBear (and for everyone else it's just a server everyone from the school is registered on (i guess?))

anyways... this is it:


I don't know how they run things down in Georgia but this is a very feisty e-mail if you ask me. Who wrote this? Is this someone on staff or is this some student with a flare for sarcasm? Am I the only one who thinks this is a weird e-mail for a representative of a school to be sending campus wide?

Recent Activity

So big news today, big news. Today was a huge day in the journey of Adrienne becoming a friend maker. Not only did I ask my suite-mate what her name was, I received two friend confirmations on facebook (yes two!)
and I grew some balls and sat with the football coaches at dinner.

Let's start with the suite-mate. I woke up today, she was here, I decided now is the time. I put it right out there, ya know? I said, "hey, whats your name again?" like it was nothing, no big deal, I don't remember your name. And you know what? No regrets. We have been best friends ever since. I told her straight up. I said, "Listen, I've been here by myself for over a week. I don't have any friends, so basically, you're going to be my new best friend." She took it pretty well. I mean she might have thought I was kidding but I did bring it up again later so hopefully, you know, she realizes she really doesn't have much of a choice.
Any ways, she did mention that it was a cultural thing for her to be so friendly (she is Mexican) but I take all the Mexican candies and nick-knacks she gave me as a sign of true friendship.


So that leads me to my two friend confirmations on facebook (three in total). In the past it was always a rule of mine to be super cool and wait for people to friend request me to give off the appearance of superiority but I see now that waiting for other people to friend me, is not proactive. So I've been doing it. First, I friend requested Torri the volleyball GA (confirmed) then I friend requested Torri's roommate the softball GA (confirmed) and then I friend requested my new best friend (also confirmed). Georgia day 11, friends 3. zinger.

And to wrap up the day I sat with the football coaches at dinner. Now, I typically see the football coaches when I go to the dinning hall, but there are quiet a few of them and they all sit together so I am always too intimidated to go sit with them but today when I walked into the dining hall I was riding the confidence high and I said to myself, "today is the day". I grabbed my food and I walked right up and asked like a scared little fourth grader if it would be OK for me to sit with them and they said yes.

Now granted, I hadn't a clue of what all that football mumbo jumbo was that they were talking about but it sure beat sitting alone humming to myself.

Well this is awkward

The head coach picked me up and brought me along on her Wal-mart trip so I could pick up a few things I've been needing. It's nice to get out of the ol' dorm room and the trip actually ended up being mildly eventful. Seeing that I know about 10 people in all of Georgia, I was tickled pink to actually run into two of them while at Wal-mart.

The first person I ran into was Barbara, the athletics department secretary. The first day in the office she started calling me Rose Mary but then corrected herself while still asserting that she felt my name should be Rose Mary. Well, her feelings haven't changed because she introduced me to her husband as Rose Mary and did it so quickly I didn't know what happened till I walked away and realized that she just said my name was Rose Mary and I had smiled and nodded in agreement.

About 5 minutes later I actually ran into my elusive suite mate who had dropped some things off Friday then disappeared for the rest of the weekend. I was excited to see her because it meant that she was in the area and would perhaps be spending time in the dorm today, so I went up and waved to her and her family and said hello. They in turn looked past me, looked uncomfortably at me or gave me a quizzical look. So I waited thinking maybe they just need a moment to remember who I was, after all I just met them Friday. No such luck. So I quickly pushed my carriage out of there way and made for the other side of the store.

You can only imagine how awkward I felt when we both arrived back to the dorm at the same time with our Wal-mart bags...

mmmmm

So I have noticed that I like to fill the empty void in my life where conversation and laughter used to be with useless sounds i.e. humming and whistling. Now, I have been a long time fan of whistling and have been known to whistle as I work but the humming thing is a bit alarming e.g. me sitting alone in the dinning hall and humming as I consume food.

I just think it's the best way to say "hey, be my friend, I am really cool."

Now that's got potential

So yesterday I went for a walk. I decided to become one of those people who goes for walks and talks on the phone. This is a new and exciting chapter in my life since I have always been an avid 'i hate talking on phones' fan. So I walked and talked on the phone for a bit and found it to be fairly enjoyable but the most interesting part was finding a ping pong ball.
This ping pong ball has become at catalyst for my creativity.
There are so many things that can be done to a ping pong ball and I knew I had to create something with it.
I decided an eye would look pretty rad but I thought to myself, "but what am I going to do with an eye ball?" So I decided to hang it on a string but i thought to myself, "but a eye ball hanging from a string is going to look stupid..." So I decided to make that string into all those muscles and junk that hold your eye in place. Now we're thinking.

In conclusion I spent last night making this eye ball.


very cool, yes? I mean, I don't know how any potential friends that come to my room and see it will react, but clearly if you don't think a ping pong turned gruesome eye ball is cool we are on different brain waves.

Speaking of potential friends... The head coach and the volleyball GA were heading to breakfast after their morning practice and they were so kind as to invite me along. Of course I just was at the dinning hall eating breakfast but who am I to turn down an invite? So I went and had breakfast for a second time this morning. Now that's what I call making friends.

Oooh and... Torri the volleyball GA told me she would let me know tonight if there is anything going on.

Do you hear that? Is that the sound of Adrienne making friends?

the trials and tribulations of adrienne begin

So here I am, 10:53 on a Friday night, creating a blog celebrating my loneliness.
I find myself faced for the first time in my life with the challenge of making friends on my own. Prior to arriving here in Georgia I had disillusioned myself into thinking I was enabled with the social skills required in making friends. I mean, I am friendly enough and can feign interest in the most uninteresting conversations but in truth, friend making takes more work than smiling and nodding.

Twice today I was given the opportunity to make a friend and both times I got in my own way.
The first was at lunch. This guy Nate who is a fellow GA for the athletics department was eating lunch with one of the other GA's whose name I don't remember. We both went to the tray return at the same time and I was so bold as to say, "hello". A step in the right direction if I do say so myself. Well, Nate is a nice friendly guy and he went on to make conversation with me as we both walked towards the dessert table. This was my opportunity to make a friend; continue the conversation, linger in the normalcy's of a social life. But alas, I made like I was too cool to stay and chat and quickly excused myself with a "gotta go, see ya later!" as I rushed back to my empty dorm with my empty schedule for an afternoon of emptiness.

OK, well at least I said "hello"...

The plot thickens though. The opportunity to friend Nate appeared again later that evening at dinner. I ran into Nate again at the beverage center. Once again, "hello's" were exchanged. It was my time to shine, all I had to do was talk for more than 5 seconds and ask if I could sit with his table. Clearly, quickly brushing past him to sit by myself was the easiest option and thus the one I chose.

So this is it. Georgia, day 8. Friends, zero.

Oh, and my suite-mate moved in today. We've exchanged pleasantries and I met her parents and repeated my own name about 4 times but I forget her name. How long will it be before its too late to ask her what it is?

at least I will always have mini aberks 1 and 2