Current mood:	Tired, but having fun
Current music:	Gorillaz Demon Days CD

Your LiveJournal RPG by kitkat_nap
Username
You Wear	A School UniformNothingAll Black LeatherDragoon ArmorA White Mage CloakAn Open Vest & Booty ShortsMany many BeltsA KimonoMithril ArmorA Moogle SuitThe Tonberry CrownWallmarket Guise
You	Can summon cute fuzzy bunnies
Axe Wielding Warrior with Flowy Locks	rock_hard_lee
Naked Elvan Mistress with Pearly Skin	dancinginrain21
Snide Thief with a Fear of Clocks	lins4ever
Wizard with Burning Eyes & a Velvet Touch	aradiasmoon
Bare-chested MidBoss with Calves of Steel	usatsukino
Busty Bar Wench who has ALL the Right Moves	usatsukino
A Dark Swordsman with no Equal	thelonew0lf
Number of Enemies Defeated	86
Chances of Party Surviving: 40%
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Oh Snap my party kicks ass! 92% survival chance, woo. Anyways School has been fun as hell. I have seen two drop dead funny comedy acts, had a random encounter with a friends roomate, sans said friend, and a random drunk chick sit on my lap. All in all a good college experience.

Purdue is fun, no questions about it. I have been walking around almost constantly and people couldn't be nicer to me, except that DJ Miller kid, kidding. DJ is like the only guy I actually knew coming to Purdue, and he is the world's biggest stoner look-alike, even though he has never touched the stuff. Anyways I went to his dorm room and played some Half-Life 2 for a bit. He left to make a phone call or some such nonesense, and two minutes later his roomate walks in and stares at me like I am some kind of axe murderer. The first words out of his mouth were, "You're not my roomate." My first reaction would have been, "NO SHIT SHERLOCK!", but a second later six girls walked in, all pretty hot too. Needless to say I bit back my remark and introduced myself. it was Akward.

Next story takes place right afterwards. DJ and I went to the lounge/recrom of his coed hall, mine is all guys /cry. A few seconds later a random chick plops down on my lap and begins talking to me. I keep the conversation going until her friends walked up and asked if they could have her back. I agreed whole-heartedly and they dragged her off. She looked REALLY drunk, so it wasn't like I am some uber hot guy that can make women drop out of the ceiling onto my lap, as much as I wish I was.

Ah well college is fun, and I don't wanna' leave, yet.