It's been another fun filled Saturday night cracking the books, and yet another night of imperviously searching for a place where we ARE allowed to study on campus for the upcoming final exams. It seems quite ridiculous that we get kicked out of the buildings before midnight and the libraries at one. Why not have the two security guards that stand outside of Turlington's elevator making sure that nobody gets in do something constructive, like watch over the rooms while students are studying in them if all they're worried about is us vandalizing the building. However, if their concern is the concentration of students late at night to prevent lonely wanderers from becoming easy targets for crime, then I respect that. That aspect finally became apparent to me last night as for the first time, the guard asked Ashley and I if we would like for him to call an escort for us to get home. That's a good policy they've taken in that regard.
I called Ashley this evening after I talked to my mommy and after eating dinner. I was cooking while I was on the phone and heard all about how Chrissy has been eagerly driving my Mustang and that she really likes it. They kept thinking it might upset me but seemed happy that I am open minded and realistic enough to know that the best way to keep my car running is to keep it running! Kostas and Marty then came home and he was yelling and getting in my way and I ended up burning my fried eggs for my sandwich. My mother felt guilty because she said I burned them because I was talking to her. It was funny. Marty felt bad for me and both she and Chris offered me more eggs after I told my mom I was going to starve. I laughed and got off the phone with my mom to eat everything else. I thanked them and said that I just didn't want to take the time to cook anything else because my other food would get cold. The whole ordeal was quite a funny mess.
Anyway, I called Ashley and she told me that she had also just finished eating dinner. I then asked her if she was enjoying winter, for it had rained and turned unseasonably cold and miserable today. She agreed and said that she slept until noon and went outside for the first time just a little while ago. She then said that she had been putting all of next season's football games into her planner. She said that she had noticed my birthday and had just thought about me and realized that she needed to call me, but I called. I could have easily turned it into that conversation where you try to pick up someone by saying that your minds are working and thinking alike. I think that's worked out in every relationship I've ever had, most rememberable was Shar¡'s, and I think it has a lot to do with my extremely good perception that allows me to correctly guess what someone will do or say and then do it myself at the same time.
But since Ashley is falling for Daniel again, I left her alone. There was a little hesitation in our conversation at that point as I think we both realized talking about us was a little awkward. It seemed like after she first told me that she and Daniel were on good terms again, she was not sure how I would react. It was like she had hesitated because she had picked up on my subtle advances when she would talk of possibly moving on with her life. Now that she has seen that I still want to do things with her and we can continue to have fun regardless, things quickly got much better. I'm a little paranoid right now because I left my history of medicine notes with Jessica last night and Ashley said the two of them were busy deciphering them today as Jessica hand copied them. I have a bad habit of writing my true feelings down sometimes in my notes, or doodling someone's name for nor real reason, and I hoped I didn't write anything truly offensive.
Ashley called me yesterday and asked what I was doing for the evening. She then said she decided to study and wanted to know if I wanted to come along, otherwise she'd just go to the house. I said of course, and I soon headed down to her room. Jessica answered. We are always polite to each other but rarely talk, including in class. We did however on Thursday morning even though it was only about the exam, but we did walk out together. I brought up the class last night and we started talking about it in her room while Ashley was quickly cleaning up and getting ready. I was completely oblivious to Ashley as I became more and more amazed at the length of Jessica and my conversation. She ended up letting me borrow her Freud book for the night that I had yet to obtain or read. That was cool so I gave her my notes. I just loved seeing her tell me a story with a big smile on her face and a bit of excitement in her voice. I love that more than anything. I'll call it a social high from listening.
Ashley and I stopped by the fine arts building first to drop off some books at the library and there were a lot of freaks out there doing some strange presentations with multimedia and art. I wondered where Timothy Leary was hiding! It was really scary and we walked around looking at it. We also looked a a big display case of art reprints and I recognized a lot of them and felt special. She really likes Salvidor Dali and I really want to go to the museum in St. Pete now. I was talking to Jana today in art class about him because our teacher showed us one of his works. Some gorgeous chick named Ashley sat next to me in class and we both made sarcastic remarks every once in a while and we were crossing our legs way into each others' space. We also kept looking at each other while the other was looking partially away, but we knew. It really seemed like she was flirting back quite a bit. I looked at her name as she signed the roll, and she watched me sign mine as well. It was quite funny.
Ashley and I then went to Turlington and the conference room was open. We talked for a long time and joked around quite a bit. I even treated us to a soft drink for the caffeine during our study session. four hours later we were kicked out. We had a lot of energy at the time so we decided to head over to one of the two buildings where socialized late night studying existed. We talked a lot on the way over. We then wandered around Matherly looking at all of the full classrooms. She didn't want to go to the auditorium because we can't talk in there. We then broke into Bryan Hall which is very nice but all of the interior doors were locked. We joked that we were taking the middle of the night campus tour.
We finally went to the plaza in front of Criser Hall because even though it is outside, and it was midnight, it seemed brighter than day because of the intense white lights. We each sat on the wide brick railing that lines these big outdoor stairs and studied. I thought it was the funnies thing in the world and wondered out loud how few people have ever done this. I finished outlining an eight hundred page book in one night and then decided we could leave sometime before two.
We stopped to read the base of the statue because we had wondered who it was. It is Albert McCarthy, whom we think is the first president of UF. It was put up in 1946! We both thought it was neat that Albert the Alligator, our mascot, was named after the first president. There was white paint on his crotch where somebody had defaced him and she stood up on the base and touched it to see what it was. I laughed and said that would be a perfect picture! We then walked home and were talking and laughing about all of the weird things we kept seeing. We came to a giant oak tree in the middle of a field on the way home (we were no longer using sidewalks or roads). We were talking about how easy it would be to climb it, so she tried and we had a good laugh. I like Ashley. Smile.
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