Mr. ST and I went to the same college.
He was a year behind me (he LOVES to remind me that I am older...). I knew him when he was a freshman - he lived in the building where I was a resident assistant. I thought he was just like any other typical freshmen in college - nothing special and nothing I would waste my time on - I was a big bad sophomore and had my established group of friends and parties I attended. Oh college.
I wanted to place a picture of me as a freshman/sophomore, but they are buried in a box in the basement and I am lazy right now. Sorry. haha. You get a Sorority picture instead.
That's me in the pink. With the super white legs and the high kick. haha. Yay Greek Week.
As you can see, I was super involved in all sorts of organizations on campus: Orientation staff, leader in a freshmen welcome group, Resident Assistant, Sorority member, campus worker (I'm a type A personality can you tell?).
Being a SUPER Resident Assistant. That's me in the middle. Duh.
He became a resident assistant. We had mutual friends. I was dating a guy we shall call Mr. X - it was a terrible relationship that was off and on, but more off than on during my first three years at college. Mr. ST. and I were involved in the same "circles" by doing things on campus. For EXAMPLE - see below. That's me sporting a Chanel inspired tweed suit I made and alllll the way to the right is Mr. ST in the maroon shirt up the steps - his face is sorta hidden by the balloons. Like I said, I'm a type A. He is a half type Aish.