Girly Musings and Angst

Okay, so strictly speaking, this isn't very English/Literature related. It isn't really academia related either. But I figured, it is my blog about my college experience and I can write about what I want, darn it! ;)
Anyway, every year each society has a dating outing, right? So, my society's is two weeks from tomorrow. Except I have no guy friends. The curse of being a townie who gets rather shy around her peers (I know, I don't know why I do that either. Tis very weird). I don't know how this got started, but there is this thing called a Tie Pull. Basically, officers (or people who have legit guy friends) go around and ask those guy friends if they would be interested in being set up with a girl in the society. The guys who are interested will donate a tie, which is put into a bag. Then all the girls who are either too shy to get a date or who have no guy friends pick a tie and that is who they go with to the dating outing.
Today was the tie pull.
I wasn't really nervous or anything. I mean, it isn't like I am going to be marrying the guy, nor is it exactly like a real romantic I-want-to-get-to-know-you-for-the-purpose-of-getting-ready-for-marriage-and-babies kind of date. It is just having a good time with friends.
So why am I slightly freaking out???
I was picked (at random) to go first. Actually, this was a good thing; I basically got to pick from all the dudes. Teehee. Eh-hem. So I go up and I look into the sky and feel around in the bag and pull out a green, cream, and purple scarf.
FLASHBACK!
First guy friend: Likes musicals and Disney movies. Nothing wrong with that in my mind. Sadly, other evidence has convinved my mom and sister that he is gay.
Second guy friend: His girl/guy friend ratio is currently 120/5. We counted. He also likes to listen to rather girly music. My mom and sister also have questions about which way this guy is swinging.
Should probably note that I try not to disparage these poor guys's characters, but my mom and sister are rather insistent. >points finger<
END FLASHBACK!
So my first thought when I see this scarf is basically "Oh, I got another [insert guy friends' names here]". Then, the girls start squealing. "Oh, you got P---!" and they say this foreign sounding name. Come to find out, he is Russian (from, like, the Black Sea or something) and he isn't the guy who has an afro (which will put my dad's mind at ease). According to the girls, he is a freshman (which, ok, it isn't that big of an age difference...I think) and he is super funny and really sweet.
So here I sit, wearing this scarf around my neck (it is actually an ok scarf. I looks well with my outfit today, I think) and I have just written to P--- telling him "hey dude! I picked your scarf! We be goin on a date! Wanna hang out before that so we can nix the awkward?" In more polite, genteel terms, of course. Now, I don't know if it is the residual woozy from the drugs, but my hands are kinda shaky. Don't know why. IT REALLY ISN'T THAT BIG OF A DEAL, HANNAH! But such is life, I guess. Maybe it is because I have never really been on a date before. Even if this isn't a real date. But it kinda is the awkward BoJo equivalent to blind dating. I guess we shall see.
I kinda stalked P--- on eguide and facebook. (With guy friend 2's help, teehee). He know Russian and English, is from North Carolina, is a business administration major with a minor in Music, and he has over a thousand friends on facebook. From his picture (which is just a little blurry), he has dark hair and is relatively cute, too. And I briefly talked to Katie, and while she doesn't know him, she thinks someone with his name (which, there is most likely only one of them on campus) is in the musical Fiddler on the Roof that is going to be performed on campus.
Good Lord, that last paragraph looks sooooooo bad.
Oh well. Whatever. He can return the stalking-favor if he feels he has to. I have no shame.
I know Sarah will be jealous. She has this thing for the Russian language >wicked laugh<.
But, there it is. My angst laid forth for your entertainment. I guess we shall see what comes out of it. Best case scenario? I get a new friend. Worst case? Hmmm. Can't think of a worst case. Oh well. :)
On a short Literary note, we studied "The Eve of St.Agnes" in Brit Lit on Wed. I do love that poem. I can almost feel my thesis on the edges of my mind, but as yet it hasn't revealed itself.
ALSO! I haven't mentioned music for a while, have I? Well, I have discovered Florence + The Machine. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I loooove her. My favorite two songs of hers so far are 'Drumming Song' and 'Cosmic Love'. She is ethereal and mystical and red-haired and British. Amazing.
Until next time, my loves!!!