Lyndon is back! I'm so happy. Granted, I'm only so happy because I had a crappy day, but seeing him and talking to him after, gosh, I don't know, over 5 months, was great.
I'm disappointed. There aren't any excessively tall, good-looking or english-speaking guys in my orientation group. My house I/C is ... or one of them, is quite a pretty girl, but you know what? It shouldn't matter to me. So it doesn't. I'm so demoralized. What's the point of joining a camp if not to meet cute guys? Hai. All that effort for naught. All the cute guys are in other groups. Even the not so cute but nice guys are in other groups. I foresee that I will be nothing more than genial aquaintances with the people in my house and OG. I can't enjoy this camp if there aren't any cute guys to banter with and tease. Flirting with the freshies... is somehow... not very appealing to me. As it is, freshies are only interested in other freshies. Gloom. Yeesh. Fine. This isn't the way a councillor should act. (Let's hope none of the others reads this.) Forget meeting guys. Let's.. have some fun now. (half-hearted cheer)
"Nobody wants to be lonely..." - Christina Aguilera and Ricky Martin
