This seems to be the theme of my week, and I still cannot explain it at all! Girls are starting to say they can see the resemblance to McSteamy, and I just don't have a clue where they are pulling it out of.Today was relatively simple. One class in the morning where we discussed YouTube for 3 hours, followed by lunch with Jasmine to catch up on the last 4 months and some good ol' text book buying. I followed that up with a solid 4 hour nap, and then my usual Wednesday foot patrol shift.
Afterwards though I headed for the bars with Rob, Becs and Lindsay. We hit up Joe Cools for nacho's and Keith's first. Thanks so much goes out to Lindsay's mom for covering the bill there, you really didn't need to! The weirdness started there though. A few girls kept pointing at me etc. which furthers my belief that I am on an extended episode of Punk'd. We then headed over to Jim Bob Ray's to see a few of their friends. While they were talking I decided to take a walk across the bar. In that walk, I managed to dance on a table (thanks Manjot), I had a girl grab my ass twice, another girl kept smiling and waving, and two girls kissed me. WHAT THE FUCK!? This is not my usual bar night out in London. I don't understand why this keeps happening. But at the same time, I'm not complaining. Tomorrow is Frog Thursday, I have a streak going. I have the shirt pressed and the suit jacket ready. Should be a very interesting night they way thing have been going. Oh well.
