High School Clique Social

Ok, bear with me here. I'm sitting in Starbucks, and I keep having the most awkward eye contact ever with this girl. Not only that, she just came it and sat down. Never ordered anything. Just sat down. And I cant look up from my computer because every time I do, eye contact happens. And this isn't good eye contact anymore. It's "wow-you're-looking-in-my-direction-way-too-freaking-much" eye contact, but it's not my fault. She's sitting directly in front of me, and I'm not going to look only to my left and right. I would obviously look like I was intentionally avoiding her. Which I'm doing now by pretending there's nothing else around me. Go away weird Starbucks girl. Go away...

Now that I have that off my chest, let me show you how Project let us relax and enjoy our Friday night last week. This, I assume, was to let us get away from the Sandman in the most ridiculous way, and I loved every minute of it.



Each room was assigned a high school clique ranging from rednecks, goths, skater punks, gamers, fine arts, nerds, preps, and more. There was a guy's room and a girl's room paired with each other, and we were told to go get dinner and then meet up at a skating rink so we could all look like complete idiots together. Keep in mind that we were in complete costume.



So the rednecks wound up going to dinner with the nerds. I'm pretty sure the waiters thought we were complete morons, but I'm ok with that. Anyway I think that may be all for now, I'm not too sure what else there is with that. Oh yeah, I was under the impression that the skating rink was more or less rented out for us. I was wrong. The stares I got from little kids was more than enough to scare me for the rest of my life. Worth it? Yes.













Peace.

-Matt