Thursday night we ended up not going out. No one really wanted to go out enough to take initiative. I would have gone if Nidhi and her friends wanted to, and any one of them would have gone if the rest of them wanted to. But no once cared enough. So I spent a lot of time in Nidhi's friend Roody's room just chatting. Then, Nidhi and I went to move my car from the illegal lot to the legal lot. The legal lot costs money, but I'd rather pay three dollars than 25. So this guy has this crush on Nidhi, and when we got back to her room, she had to go downstairs to "talk" to him. He said they needed to "talk." No one has really ever said that to me, and many people have said that to Nidhi. I think it's really interesting, because I think that Julia and Kyle have also had the same kind of "I like you, what should I do about it" talk, that I just have never had the pleasre of having. Things like this confuse me. What is it about me that makes me not get in situations where people like me so much they need to talk to me about it? Not that I want these situations, I just want to know what it is that lets me escape them. Digress? Okay. While she was gone, I talked to Julia and Drunk Robby online. Oh it's always fun to try to translate what Robby says. Julia went to shower, and I was ordered to stay online and keep Robby awake. Then, Nidhi ran into the room saying something along the lines of "I got a guy he's drunk he's here, entertain him, drunk guy." (Flashback) Earlier that day Randy and I were walking by the row of Frat Houses on Rugby Rd. and I said I didn't like those because they were "too fratty." Randy then made up a cartoon character named "Fratty McBingedrinker." Pretty clever. (Fast Forward) That night, I met Fratty McBingedrinker. He was standing in Nidh's suite with his hand in his pants. Will Conrad. No relation to the Heart of Darkness conrad. Fraternity Pledge. Republican. White. I asked why he was here and not in his room, and he complained about his "rancid" roommate who watches anime. I told him my friends watched anime and he went "and you're not scared of them?" He labeled me as a "punk rocker" and as much as I explained to him that I didn't listen to that much punk rock, he couldn't get past my short hair and plaid pajama pants. Who has plaid pajama pants? Oh everyone. I didn't know people like him existed in real life, and now that I know that they do I worry about our country when our generation takes over. It's going to be people like him in charge. At least he's pro choice, as in he would make his gf get an abortion if he got her pregnant. At least that...I guess.
So Nidhi and I went to sleep around 5am.
Around 1, I went to Randy's. Everything with Randy is a blur. We spend so much time just lying around and talking it's hard to determine what happened when. I do know that we ate the leftover food from thursday night. We also watched Run Lola Run, which was great. My toy didn't work, and I was pissed. We went to Gavin's. At that point something about gavin still rubbed me the wrong way. We played Soul Calibur. I suck less and less each time I play. This proves that practice works. Or it helps to prove.
We went to get my car. It ended up costing nothing because I guess the person who worked at that time was on a break. But some sign said just to go, so I parked my car at Randy's. Alex went home for the weekend, so it was cool for me to sleep there. We sat around, and then called Levi, who is cool. He says funny things. We drove around, and then we made him buy us alcohol. We got home, drank it, and fell asleep at like 12. I am such a wimp.
Saturday, Julia and Robby came. They ate lunch with Randy and I and that was not bad. The whole idea was not bad. Not great, but thankfully not bad. My friends are patient with eachother. So after we ate, we went to the concert, and I got to see VACO again, and they were better with dispatch. After them, I decided it would be good to separate randy and Julia, because they don't like eachother. I am so smart. So randy and I went back to his place and I intoxicated myself. Then we went to Gavin's and I further intoxicated myself. I like gavin. He's a lot less threatening since saturday. Then, Julia called to say that Pat Green I think it was just ended and that Guster was going to play. Randy and I got there just in time, and while Guster was not as good as I hoped, they were certainly worth while. It was a good expirence. And nidhi was there, and she knew right away, and that was and is very funny to me. The concert ended and The five of us went to Burger King. My goal for Saturday was for Julia to have a good time. And she did. And so did I.
After dinner, Randy and I took a nap. We woke up around 12:30 in the night. We went around lambeth, talking to various people. And then, the best part of the weekend came. Tim and some other guy came and we played frizbee. I think about my mom in college, and how she was such a hippie, and how she is such a war monger now, and I didn't get how until saturday night: She smoked a lot of pot in college. I'm going to sound dumb real soon, but I just need to do this for myself.
The frizbee was like the world. Someone would turn the world over to me, and if I caught it, that was great. And when I gave the power over to someone else, and they caught it, that was great. And if both happened that was like, the best thing ever. If neither happened, that was okay too. I did my part. Then I was thinking about Isreal. And Palestine. And if the Isrealis and paliestinians would just play frizbee, they wouldn't fight anymore. The army should go in there and pass out frizbees, I thought. I know now that none of that will ever make sense to anyone, and I don't care. Because I have never felt more peaceful than I did saturday night.
Sundays are always sad. I have to leave on sundays. I left. It was hard. It was like all weekend I was on vacation, I was with all the people I love minus Lauren and Kyle plus Robby. And then I had to go back to reality, where everyone is far away. And there is no peace in the middle east. So I went home. And then I went out to dinner with my grandparents, which is not the thing to come home to. They are the opposite of a vacation. But it was good.
Then today was monday. My english classroom was way too hot and I was going to die. I want to wrap this up. wrap it up means "your fly is down" in british. Remember that. Saw Laura and Cathy. went to the mall, didnt' buy anything! Studying. Bedtime now. No thing of the day, because I am tired and you can't make me do anything.