Jigga what?

Extenuating circumstances have led me to a conclusion which I never thought I could actually, truthfully believe:

Boys that I know are everywhere.

It's true.

Friday night I saw the delta chi mystery boy.

Long story short I met him Halloween weekend at a (you guessed it) Delta Chi party.

Then, I physically met Econ 201 boy last night at this (sorry for the cliché saying) sweet-ass party at ∑π.

This would have been a lot more socially awkward had I not started off the night screaming things like "HOLY SHIT MICHELLE CHUCK FUCKING BASS IS RIGHT THERE!" 

(His counterpart actually. He lives in the South Complex and I had orientation with him. Funny thing is I actually mentioned to Meesh earlier that day that I would scream if I saw him that night. Anyway, he was standing two feet away from me staring in a (simply stated) bewildered way.)

Yeah, I obviously had no regard for being socially conservative.

Anyways, I first spotted Econ 201 boy on the dance floo'.

Then, I went to the lavatory.

When I came out I was still waiting for Meesh and guess who was standing right in front of me?

Yeah. Econ boy.

Anyways, I somehow managed to open my mouth and form words.

I believe I said something like "Hey. I always sat near you in Econ 201." or something equally creepy because I recall him saying "Creepy".

Then I went off somewhere with Meesh and Colleen and Leah and Lauren and Afua and Jenny.

I recall dancing on a raised surface singing "A Milli" with rather good-looking black men cheering me on.

What was hilarious was that I kept seeing Econ 201 boy (whose name I will not disclose in the horrific event anyone he knows reads this) all over the place.

Then the fire alarm went off.

So I had to go outside with just my t-shirt on (and pants and boots, obviously). Luckily some emo boys lent me a hoodie to wear.

And what do you know he cropped up again!

I'm pretty sure we hugged and/or held hands?

Anyway, things went on like that for pretty much the entire duration of the party henceforth. 

AKA we would scream each other's name and reach out for one another.

Which in hindsight literally makes me laugh out loud. 

Hi-ho! I am now, officially, a creeper.

Thanks Facebook!

-lola