Back to Black

As you probably noticed, I haven’t posted in a while. I know you all must have been dying to know my latest escapades and things that I should be embarrassed to write out but never have been. For all of you (read: Raby), I apologize. I was doing things that were simply too exciting to write down and that if I were to tell you any of them, I’d have to shoot you on sight.

In news that I can tell you, the rest of my summer was pretty tame. I sold some knives and I served some sushi. I had a party and sacrifices were made. I was kicked out of every bar I went to and things were expensive and hard to get.

Man it feels good to be away from all that and be back in Evansville.

I’ve been back on campus since Saturday after a three day caravan of just me from Texas. I drove it all alone and had to fend for myself. And when the government tried to assassinate me in Arkansas, I killed them all and only suffered minor casualties. Alright, so that isn’t exaaaaaaactly what happened. But I’ve told the story so many times already that I’m exhausted with it and am bad at re-telling it at this point. And I’m hoping that it has caught enough momentum to become like an urban legend and it will grow and become more awesome with time. Maybe then it will be a huge tornado that I was driving through.

I got all moved in yesterday with my roommate. NERD ALERT: It almost felt like Willow and Buffy moving in together. I was going to tweet about it (follow me at twitter.com/trentoniantx!), but then I foresaw the collective groan of all my followers reading it. This will be weird for me because my roommate this year is both from America and can speak fluent English. I think it will be better, but he hasn’t offered me any free tea from his home country yet.

So yeah. Not much really going on, just getting back into the swing of things. It is so weird having friends who were abroad different semesters all here at the same time. And then having half my class gone is strange as well. But it feels good to be back here. Now the summer, while it had its great moments, can fall back into memory. Classes start Wednesday, so maybe I’ll feel differently then, but for now I’m super excited to hit the ground running and have an awesome semester.

~T