feeling listless and antisocial in a way that means i need to stop smoking weed for a little bit and get more sleep.
i also need to get some good productive work done, but i don't want that to stop me from going rock climbing tomorrow, which would also be a spectacular way to improve my mood.
so i got back from the three week wilderness orientation that every new student goes through at prescott college feeling thoroughly excited to start life in prescott, thoroughly happy with myself, my looks, and my life, and pretty much thoroughly horny as fuck. so i started eying the goods around here. hooked up with this beautiful skinny blonde boy who used to live in my room (before i lived here), in a manner that made it clear to my housemates and sister-housemates what was going on. then three days later, in a manner that made it clear to my sister-housemates and housemates what was going on, hooked up with a man who happens to be my sister-housemate. his name is adam, and he is 28, and he didn't know that i was 17 before all that happened.
it also happened to be the most romantic, the best, and the most satisfying one-night-stand sex i've ever had. and now he knows that i am 17 (which im really glad of because i was feeling really guilty about not telling him) and that can't happen any more.
so... oh well.