I brought you excessive amounts of sugar so you'll like me

Yes I did that.
Ice cream, chocolate and capri suns.

Still at the end of the day I had probably about a half to a third of what I had in the morning.

Well my day started off early and with a cup of coffee because that is the only way I can handle mornings.
And then I went to school and hoped to god that they would like me.
You know that scene in the parent trap when lindsay lohan is flying to the UK and she says "please let her like me".
I was lindsay lohan.
Hoping to god they didn't totally hate me.

And well I cruised out with the other orientation leaders and set up camp with my capri suns, coffee and my sign 20 and just waited for the new students.

I had quite the group.
And they were a bit rambunctious.
And we only won one round of the skyhawk adventure.
And then we had to do the pick a major thing and then after was lunch.

And after lunch I only really saw like 10-15 of them.
The rest scattered.
Which there was this kind of rambunctious girl who I think didn't really like me. So hopefully she found a group she liked better.

Well we went to the elephant in the room and got to talk through some awkward issues.
Sat down with a professor and ate some ice cream and they got the ins and outs of professors.
And then I told them my story about freshman year and mom being sick and I told them to be kind.

And then it was time to take their class picture and then it was time for convocation.
And they all scattered to the wind.

And I found I take on a southern accent when dealing with crowds.
I was welcoming people to go outside and sit and I just had this crazy southern accent that made Pagina laugh and laugh at my ridiculousness.

And then I went home and slept so well.
I think they liked me well enough.

The new peers arrive

We can't call them babies because its derogatory.
But in my mind they are all babies because they are all the same age as Claire.
And it is not possible that little baby Claire is old enough to be in college.

But Thursday is the first day the new students arrive and there is just this air of panic.
The parents are panicking and the students are panicking and the orientation leaders are fine.
Okay we might be panicking because we all want to be the cool orientation leader and we want to make a good impression.



But I love being all matchy and using the phrase "oh you got the khaki shorts memo too??"
Because we all have to wear those lovely khaki mom shorts and the lovely light blue polo.
Which mine after  3 years has seen some snags and wear.

But all the students are running around like headless chickens.
And we all know that they will be fine.
Well most of them.
Hopefully all.

I should have worn pants

I did wear pants but I wore shorts instead of wearing pants or jeans.

And it decided to be rainy and cold.
And I can mostly deal with that.

But after a while I get grumpy.
And we all know I show my emotions on my face.
So I was not a happy camper when it suddenly decided to seriously rain in the middle of what should be a balmy august.

I put on pants for the first time in a few months that day.

Oh how I had missed my jeans.

Being the typical Colorado girl I thought I could tough it out.
Guess not.

I mean I was fine I was just cold.

So what is the moral of this story.
Bring extra clothing.
Bring pants.
Bring snacks.

Eat all the food.

Dropping eggs and shaving cream hats

So the second day of orientation came and we got to do some activities more than name games.

We started out the day forcibly hugging each other.
Force to forcibly hug each other.
This was another game to wake us up.
And I mean I will hug people and all the good stuff.
But I am not nice in the mornings, and making me do things is not pretty.

So I hugged people.
And then yawned.

Well later that very day we got to make little crafts that were supposed to protect an egg enough so it didn't break.
Like like egg spacecrafts of sorts.

So much fun because our group even though none of us were engineering majors, we still made something that survived.
I know shocking.
Plus it was something new from the previous years.

Then later that day we had this seriously intense like 5 part relay race game thing.
I was in charge of directing our teammate to the correctly colored puzzle pieces and then making this cute from said pieces.
There was Carter and Ian with dolphin  maneuvers.
Haylee and Bailey with shaving cream hats.

And I was perfectly fine.

Trevor got egg all over him and it was hilarious.

But all and all an absolutely lovely second day of orientation.

I have just met you, and I love you

Sorry guys this is not nearly as cute  as you think.
No I am not in love and I think we should all know by now that i'm pretty cautious about that stuff.
But admit it. You only really clicked on this because you thought I was suddenly falling head over heels in love.
HA!No such luck.
And that is totally fine by me!
So all you little daisies that keep popping up and wanting a relationship. Its not happening.
Unless someone comes into my life that is life altering, i'm not dating just to date.

ANYWAYS

So freshman orientation started on Monday August 24th at 9:30 am.

This was my third year in a row doing it and so I was pretty experienced on what all was going to happen.
And each year there always seems to be this feeling of extreme excitement.
Everyone is just so happy to be back with people and to meet new people and quite frankly the entire scene just reminds me of Doug from UP when he meets Mr Frederickson and Russell.

We just turn into a bunch of dogs that are just happy to have some new faces and some companionship.
And yes I was one of those dogs.
And yes it was good to see those people.
Because my summer honestly had been a bit boring and it was good to see some new faces that I hadn't seen in a while and some new ones I hadn't met.

And this may seem super nerdy but I freaking love doing orientation actually.
There are just some friends I never really see through the year until orientation week hits and its like old times again.
I mean I might see them occasionally but not nearly as much as that week.

But yes, orientation started, and it was great.

Whirlwind.

On this particular day I was thrown into a very weird whirlwind of emotions for the smallest thing.

So I was working and on that particular day a relative of my ex unexpectedly came into my store.

Now seeing as his family is from denver and I hadnt seen any of them in over a year I was certainly a bit taken a back when she suddenly came into my store in Durango.

Now I loved his family and we all got along great when we were together.

But its been over a year since i've seen any of them in person and a little less than a year since I talked to him.

We went our separate ways and its hard to just cut ties. 

I mean its becoming less and less that I remember the little things.

And i'm just turning into another person.

He meant a lot to me and his family was part of that meaning.

I mean at one time I thought that some day I would be married to him and those people would be my family.

But when someone walks into your life that you genuinely liked and is attached to someone who at one time meant the world to you, its hard not to feel a rush of emotions and like you are transported back a year ago.

I tried for so long to suppress anything about the relationship and just move on that it just built up pressure and that day it was released.

You sometimes forget that other people move on too.

And it was good to hear that he was doing well.

I hadn't talked to him in quite some time so it was nice to see that he was doing fine too.

And I reconnected with him and it was just nice closure.

I was afraid to start the conversation since I thought it might bring up things I didn't want to deal with at that time.

But I did, and it was okay.

So yes, relationships are hard and scary and they never cease to have little complexities.

But they also have joy.

And it was a joy to hear he was progressing in his life, like I have been, after the break up.

Stop your whistling

So as we all know i'm awkward in general.
And I turn to awkward 5.0 when someone hits on me.
It is not pretty.

But the other day I had a drive by hit on.
Like he legitimately drove by.

I was walking to work from my car.
Just walking down Main ave.
Minding my own business.
Just walking in a cute little sundress.

When this man slows his car that hes driving down the street and whistles at me.
Like he slows down and looks at me and wolf whistles at me from his damn car.

It was the weirdest thing.
Like i've been catcalled, and whistled at.
But to slow your damn car just to whistle is a bit much sir.

So stop your whistling.
I know you just think i'm a fine piece of ass so stop it now.

A drive by wolf whistle session.
So odd.