Since possibily no one reads this, I will give a random entry. I had abandoned xanga for a while and I have no intention of resuming the habit of writing by far. But in this hour of night/more of, morning, when I hadnt slept for the whole night, it only seems fair that I should reward myself with a bit of writing. (ok, I must be going nuts from weariness - because if anything, I should be writing a lesson plan for my ling 420 class that's due thursday) Nevertheless, my semester had been thoroughly interesting. To start off, the girls down the hall left (one girl graduated, another went for an intern - the girl left decided it was easier to move than to get 2 new roommates) - so what happened was that some guys moved in. That concludes to a reality that breaks Trinity norm - there are more guys than girls! To blantantly say what I want to say: we are the only girls in the whole hall. My roommate is often not here when I am, vice versa. So I get soaked with testostorone. Now one thought this would be fun or cool or whatever u call it. I thought so too. A month ago. Believe it or not, I find myself suffocating rather than enjoying it. Dont get me wrong, I love the guys here, they are awesome and fun, but I find myself missing girls. I miss laughter down the hall, the sound of giggles even though I am not involved. It's not like I dont have girl friends. I visit them a lot and they visit me more often recently. But when night fades in, and all you hear are guys, or you feel the mere presence of masculinity - you feel wear down. You feel vulnerable. It's like, I want to hang out with ppl in the hall, but everywhere I turn to, it's JUst guys. I want to snuggle up the pillow with someone and giggle with them - that is NOT possible with my neighbours. When i hang out with them too much, I feel like a bar girl hanging out with guys all the time. Donno where that thought comes in, but when u are the only girl in the hall and you feel like u are living in a dorm of guys... you do feel that way sometimes. I am glad that they are (on the most part) Christian brothers and thus they are safe to hang out with. But this semester's living condition proves to me that - as much as I love guys, I need girls to survive. I am a girl. And I need more estrogen around me. | 
