Vandy girls
At the fear that there are going to be some vandy girls who read this blog, I almost didn't publish it. But I just had to. There are too many things that these girls get away with and that nobody says anything about...Last night Sarah and I were studying at this little coffee joint here in Nashville. On the two couches next to us were perched two vanderbilt girls, complete with UGZ (which are fine, i'm personally not a big fan, but thats okay) furry boots, ipod's and a freaking huge pile of books, which is pretty standard gear. One of the girls proceeds to get up and walk to the market half of the store, peruse the isles for something to eat perhaps, and then asks the clerk if they take the Vandy Card (students can put money onto their ID cards and spend it at various retailers around campus). The guy kindly told her that they didn't. She returns back to her couch and sits down only for a moment before her friend asks her, "Do they take it? (answers: No) Here, I've got some money that you can borrow..."
Fine, right? I mean, this is a normal happening up to this point. But here's where it gets interesting.
"Oh you're so cute, but no I don't need it. (other girls responds: are you sure?) Oh you're so precious, but no thanks. But you're so darling."
Seriously that is what she said.
I sat there wondering why an answer to a question had to be framed with telling the girl she was cute? precious? and darling? I don't think any of these adjectives are appropriate to the situation, do you? Maybe this is just the language of the young people these days, but I don't think I'm that far removed from youth. I was completely goobed out by the whole situation and I was merely an eaves dropper. I wonder if this is normal talk for people other than Vandy girls?
Plus, for the record, there is this one girl with poofy hair who since I have been at Vanderbilt, has worn a mini skirt and either UGZ or a form of high heel every day but 2 since fall of 2004. Its amazing, it never ceases to amaze me that it can be sub 40 degree temperature, and there, lo and behold, is poof with a mini skirt. I am not commenting on whether or not she should wear a mini skirt, for that is not the point of this statement, but merely stating that IT IS 39 FREAKING DEGREES TODAY and YOU'RE WEARING A MINI SKIRT.
4 Comments:
Maybe the reason milk is white is because cows are racist.
I always hated the sorority gals who called me "hun" or "sweetie" in class like they were my grandma or something. It made we want to punch them. In the neck.
OU tri-delt bible study was reading a book titled "you are beautiful" a couple years back.
women-folks need affirmation, and i directly reckon' they will obtain it somehow. perhaps this "precious" talk is merely part of the sisterhood of mutually-instilling-value-in-one-antoher-on-account-of-socially-admirable-actions-and-cuteness.
you know... social MF'n gospel--sorority style.
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