Captain Obvious, your roommate, and the leader of this excursion.

It takes you a while to fall asleep. There's a lot running through your head tonight, and you feel

You met Melissa the first day of Psych 101 when you realized you forgot your pencil. You asked her if she had an extra to lend you and she did. \n\nHer line that went with it ("What, do I look like a pencil vender to you?") was pretty forced, but her snarky tone and impish face somehow managed to pull it off. So naturally you forgot your pencil the next time too. \n\nIt's a running gag now, and you both spend the class using the pencils to doodle in each other's textbooks instead of taking notes, but this is the first time you've asked her to do anything with you.

"Two for The Last Dance," you ask the woman at the ticket counter. You notice the poster for the film on the wall above you.\n\nLips almost touching, the actresses has her arms wraped around the neck of the male lead. The actor's body is twisted camera forward, abs glistening with bronze sweat. \n\nAs you purchase the popcorn, you can't help but think of that poster. You haven't been to the gym in... 2 months? 3? Since the semester started? \n\n[[Next|Our Last Dance Lasts A Really Long Time]]\n

"Business," you say, which is not really close to what you want to do (whatever that is), but you could always technically decide to go that route.\n \n"That's super cool," Melissa says.\n \n"We got ourselves an entrepreneur," Sam chimes in. \n\n"Wall street watch out," you joke. Jeremy's watching you, but doesn't say anything thankfully. He knows you're undeclared.\n \n"No, that really is cool, though," Melissa continues. "My dad owns his own business, and my grandpa on my mom's side has been doing that kind of stuff forever. I bet you'd have a lot to talk about. My dad knows a couple of the professors here. Who are you taking from right now?"\n\n"Well, I'm not in the major right now. I'm just doing pre-requisites right now."\n"Oh, okay."\n\nYou silently beg Jeremy not to say anything. \n\n[[Time to change the subject|Dinner's Over]] \n\n

"Seen it."\n"Seen it."\n"Seen it."\n\nMelissa is the only one who hasn't, and you wouldn't mind going again since it was a pretty decent movie, but Jeremy and Sam have already started talking about the next option.

The minute you say elementary education, you don't really now how to gage her response. \n\n"I wouldn't have guessed that," she says. "Huh. That's pretty cool. What... grade?" \n\n"Fifth maybe," you say, though all you want to do is backtrack since you really, really don't like elementary ed right now. \n\n[[Time to change the subject|Dinner's Over]]

You tell her that you're going to be applying to dental school sometime in the future. \n\n"Nuh-uh, that's super awesome," Melissa says. "Do you know where you want to go yet?"\n\nYou say somehting vague about it depends on where you get accepted.\n\n"That's really ambitious, though. I bet you'll be really good at it." \n\n"And loaded," Sam adds as she does the "make it rain" action in the background. You can't help but smile. But you don't know enough about dentistry to keep up the conversation. \n\n[[Time to change the subject|Dinner's Over]]

"I don't know," Sam says, glancing at the the summary on IMdB, her phone light shinning on her face. "Sounds like a guy's movie."\n\n"Yeah, it sounds just like a bunch of buys beating each other up." Melissa adds. "You can both watch that one without us."\n\nWell, that's obviously not an option. You came here with Melissa, you don't want to make her watch something she doesn't want to see.

You watch a couple of YouTube videos for workout inpiration, and you feel kind of excited by the possibilties. After all, if the guys who are teaching the moves are even more ripped than the actor from Our Last Dance, then surely this will lead to improvement. \n\nBut after over an hour of watching, reading, and searching, you still have no idea what to start with exactly. Maybe you should just get a gym membership and just start using some of the machines. Those have to work right? Otherwise they wouldn't have them. \n\nFinally, you [[crawl into bed|The End]]

You always say you aren't into super hero movies, and for the most part that's true, but when it comes to Daredevil, you'll miss sleep, 9 a.m. English class, and a dentist appointment for that shiz.

You all stand around under the movie theatre's marquee, huddling against the awkward stall in plans as much as the October chill.\n\n"So...Cannibal's sold out," Jeremy says a little unnecessarily. Everyone looks at each other. There's you, Melissa,[[Jeremy|Jeremy]], and a girl named Sam who you haven't really talked to yet. \n\nHe continues. "Our other options are..."\n\n[[Live To Die Tomorrow|Live To Die Tomorrow]]\n[[Our Last Dance|Our Last Dance]]\n[[Genocide: World Domination|Genocide: World Domination]]\n\n

"All you can eat buffet style, baby," Jeremy announces as you pull into the restaurant of choice. \n\nYou really feel like eating steak, or something with a lot of protein, and working your way down the line you pile on two different kinds of chicken and several slabs of roast.\n\nThere's a moment of semi-awkward silence as everyone begins eating. Before it can get too unbearable, Melissa turns toward you.\n\n"Dude, we have class like every day and I've never asked you what your major actually is. I can't believe that. You know I'm studying nursing."\n\nThere's a reason you've been avoiding this question, since you really don't know. You can always say some common repsonse like [[buisness|Buisness]], [[dental school|Dental School]], or something like [[computer programming|Computer Programming]]. You also have some other ideas floating in the back of your head as well, a couple of majors you've at least asked the academic advisors about. Those are [[english|English Major]] and [[elementary dducation|Elementary Ed]]\n\nYou go with...?

There's a weird tension in the car as everyone drives home. You feel pretty dumb for bringing up the movie during dinner and wished you had completley wiped your mind of that piece of cinema.\n\nWhy hadn't Cannibal 4 been available? \n\nYou drop off Melissa, give her a hug good night, but there's no lingering conversation or anything to clue you in as to whether things went well or not. It wasn't really a date, but you were thinking about offically asking her out. Or, you had been. After today, you're a little unsure about how she feels about you. \n\nYou and Jeremy get back to your apartment, and you head to bed, wanting to just Netlix and chill. You try an episode of Daredevil, but for the first time you aren't really in the mood to watch a chisled bad-a take down super villians. You close the laptop and stare at the ceiling. \n\nMaybe you should start working out again. \n

Invisible Standard

It's college--that somewhat golden time of life where you rack up massive amounts of debt, eat only ramen and $5 pizza, live in a house with five other people who never learned what a disposal is, and skip the classes you're paying for because [[Daredevil|Closet Obsession]] Season 2 came out on Netflix. \n\nYou're in your third year of school, but you have no idea what to major in. You know you have to make a decision soon, but there are other things on your mind right now. You've asked [[Melissa|You Always "Forget" A Pencil When You Go To Class]] to join you and a bunch of friends to watch Cannibal 4: Carnival in Pieces, the newest horror flick release.\n\nIt's 8 o'clock on Saturday and you grab your keys and [[head out|Cannibal Sold Out]], looking forward to spending time with Melissa out of class.

You leave the theatre feeling relived that you'll never have to watch beefy motorcyclists express themselves through dance again.\n \n"That was super good," Melissa says to no one in particular.\n\nNo it wasn't, you think.\n\n"I felt like the chorography was really good, and damn, he was fine." \n\n"You'd tap that?" Sam asks.\n\n"Am I a heterosexual woman?"\n\n"So, me peeps," Jeremy says. "Here are our options: food, food, or food. What will it be?"\n\nYou feel like you've been a drag all night long, and kinda passive. You just have to get over yourself. It was just a movie, and you don't have to be weird about it. \n\nBut you also aren't feeling on your game right now. \n\nDo you...\n\n[[Call it a night|Excuses]] and say you have to study for a test.\n\n[[Clamor for food|Dinner]] with the rest of them because you don't want to be the person that breaks up the fun. \n

The movie was so-so, but you couldn't tell if you didn't like it because the acting was over the top, or because when the main actor skids his elbow in a motocycle accident, he takes off his shirt to examin the wound. \n\nNow, obviously you've been watching movies your whole life. Something like this is pretty cliche, and you've seen it a million times. \n\nBut you haven't heard Melissa take a quick inhale of breath when it happens, then lean over to Sam and whisper something about how fast her panties would hit the floor if she was the actress patching up that guy's arm.\n\nYou pass the popcorn to Jeremy and check the time on your phone. \n\n[[Next|After The Film]]

"I don't know guys. I have a test coming up, and I have 9 o'clock class."\n\n"So do I!" Melissa counters. "And you don't see me going to bed. Come on, if I outlast you, then I'll have bragging rights for the rest of the semester, and then what are you going to do?" \n\n"Don't let the girl wipe the floor with you man," Jeremy says. "Let's go all!"\n\nYou don't really get a chance to argue since everyone is already heading to the car. \n\n[[Maybe this will be better than you thought|Dinner]]

"So the movie—-good enough to get a sequel?" You ask. It's not the smoothest transition, but it could be worse. \n\n"I'll watch sexy women twerk it any day of the week," Jeremy says.\n\nMelissa turns to look at him. "Someone's not getting it at home."\n\n"There's more going on than twerking," Sam adds. "There was a story line in there too."\n\nJeremy lifts his hands. "Hey, I'm just saying there was a lot of booty shaking and hip thrusting and--"\n\n"Ew, stop!" Melissa smacks Jeremy's arm.\n\n"Ow!"\n\n"Boys are gunna be boys, Melissa. We can't help it if they're sex crazy." Sam looks to you (for confirmation maybe?), but you are still remembering the comment about panties and floorboards. \n\n"I don't know, you girls were pretty excited when that guy's shirt came off."\n\n"Hold up," Sam says. "A girl taking her shirt off and a boy taking his shirt off is NOT the same thing."\n\nIt's your turn to defend yourself. "I wasn't saying it was!"\n\n"No, Sam's right, the situation is completely different," Melissa says, her voice growing louder to cover your noises of protest. \n\nYou want to say something about how each gender has their specific turn on, but you'd have to yell to be heard over Melissa and Sam at this point, and you weren't going to be that guy. \n\nYou [[want to go home|Things Wrap Up]]. \n\n\n\n

"I'm thinking computer programming right now," you say. \n\n"Oh my gosh I had no idea, that's super cool," she says. "Wow, you must be really smart. What was you ACT score?"\n\nAre we Freshman? you think.\n\n"It was okay," you say. \n\nMelissa laughs. "You can brag, that's fine."\n\n[[Time to change the subject|Dinner's Over]]

E.J.M.

"English major, actually," you say. \n\nIt's really subtle, but you notice her eyebrows raise just a titch. "What made you decide that?" \n\nWell this was a terrible idea. \n\n"I don't know, I'm pretty good at writing and stuff."\n\n"What do you want to do with it?"\n\nYou have a hard time looking at her directly when you answer. "Um, teach maybe? Still undecided."\n\n"That's okay, you still have plenty of time." Her smile feels a little... disappointed? \n\n[[Time to change the subject|Dinner's Over]]

Your search leads you to Amazon where you search for protein powders and snack bars that are supposed to help your gain muscle. There's everything from Muscle Milk to Organic Tumeric?\n\nYou end up reading a bunch of reviews and just going with the 5 star items, hoping that at least the costumers know what's what.\n\nYou spend almost a hundred dollars on products, and feel a little sick to your stomach after paying for shipping. \n\nYou finally [[crawl into bed|The End]]