damselfish | (no subject)

Sometimes, how observant other people are amazes me. I've told a few people I don't drink-- they've never been judgmental, but it's not something I advertise because that sort of thing is social suicide, particularly when surrounded by people who drink like fish.

So yesterday, one of my acquaintances calls me over in class. "You're going abroad this summer, right?" "Yeah, Greece and Italy." "I just thought I'd warn you-- it's not that I don't think you have fun, I'm sure you do, but that trip is a total party trip." "...Really?" "Yeah, I spoke to some 2 and 3Ls about it. It might be different this time around, but I just wanted to let you know."

1. Man. Part of my reason for not doing the Europe trip is because a lot of the people I know are going for pub crawling (they're lovely people, but socially we have entirely different wants and needs). The Greece and Italy program is all "now we're in Pompeii! Now Venice! Now we're at the Coliseum! Yaaaaay!" which, you know, appeals to the giant nerd in me. I may not have been a classicist like most of my buddies, but I grew up on Greek and Latin stuff, like lots of nerds do.

2. ...Holy crap, people notice that I'm massively straight edge!? Is that why people are shocked and amused when I make raunchy jokes?* I talk about myself very little, but I'll flit around and join lots of conversations, so it never occurred to me that anyone might notice that I'm a boring fuddy duddy who doesn't like to party. Honestly, that concerns me more than the possibility of getting to Greece and Italy and having a roommate who comes back at 4 AM every morning. Of course, no one seems to care that I am, so I suppose it's not a very big deal, but it's strange to realize how transparent I can be, sometimes.

3. Wow, that was really sweet of her to warn me like that.

4. Oh yeah guys. I'm going to study international sales law in Greece and Italy this summer.

*Lots of you know I have a pretty dirty sense of humor, and a kind of pragmatic and snarky view of sex and social interaction. So when I made a comment about an abuse excuser in class (long story) about "why would you even say that in class? Now you're never gonna get laid, we'll all remember that!" my friends stared at me like they had never met me before, and howled in laughter.