I don't feel like reading about winterim anymore. I'm so disappointed in 99.999% of the students here.
This weekend, I'm going to Green Bay. I guess there's a local metal show and my friend Becky who goes to school up there invited me to come along. She's coming home saturday and then I'm following her back in my moms car. I guess we're going to hang out with the bands before and drink a bit, go to the show, and then there's a party at her boyfriends house. Since we're drinking, I suppose I'm expected to just..pass out somewhere? I'm not sure how this goes, really.. I haven't been inivted to too many things.
I just finished watching Zoolander. I've been depressed all day and this didn't really do the trick. Super Troopers used to make me smile.. Maybe I'll watch that next.
For those of you who want to know how the date went.. Well, it went. There's not much to say. It was quite nice, but we didn't really make any other plans and haven't yet spoken. I'm either being totally worrisome and paranoid because it's only just been two days, or I'm just a dumbass.
So I guess I won't be surprised if this leads nowhere and nothing else happens. I'm just not good at this.. I suppose we'll see. I'm trying to not be totally down about it.
Tuesday night, after Matt left, my old canadian friend whom I haven't spoken to in months was online and we chatted like it was old times again. We just talked about sex and school and the usual. Hah. It's so nice that we can just pick up where we left off. Today, I learned that in Canada, they have milk that comes in bags. It took me about 20 minutes to understand the concept - she ended up showing me a guide online, made for Americans who have no idea about this milk-in-a-bag phenomenon.
I felt totally stupid. But now I can amaze all my friends with this.. 
She's going to be visiting next summer, and hopefully I'll be visiting her to see this milk bag deal.
She's supposed to give me a drunken phone call tonight.
Tomorrow, I'm going on a field trip to the Newberry in Chicago. I'm not sure what it is - a museum? A library? Who knows. Then I'm not coming back with everyone else on the bus - I've got an extra train ticket from when I missed the last train in January, so I'll be using that and taking the train back by myself.
I'll probably screw this up.
Super Troopers is doing nothing for me. Ugh.
This weekend, I'm going to Green Bay. I guess there's a local metal show and my friend Becky who goes to school up there invited me to come along. She's coming home saturday and then I'm following her back in my moms car. I guess we're going to hang out with the bands before and drink a bit, go to the show, and then there's a party at her boyfriends house. Since we're drinking, I suppose I'm expected to just..pass out somewhere? I'm not sure how this goes, really.. I haven't been inivted to too many things.
I just finished watching Zoolander. I've been depressed all day and this didn't really do the trick. Super Troopers used to make me smile.. Maybe I'll watch that next.
For those of you who want to know how the date went.. Well, it went. There's not much to say. It was quite nice, but we didn't really make any other plans and haven't yet spoken. I'm either being totally worrisome and paranoid because it's only just been two days, or I'm just a dumbass.
So I guess I won't be surprised if this leads nowhere and nothing else happens. I'm just not good at this.. I suppose we'll see. I'm trying to not be totally down about it.
Tuesday night, after Matt left, my old canadian friend whom I haven't spoken to in months was online and we chatted like it was old times again. We just talked about sex and school and the usual. Hah. It's so nice that we can just pick up where we left off. Today, I learned that in Canada, they have milk that comes in bags. It took me about 20 minutes to understand the concept - she ended up showing me a guide online, made for Americans who have no idea about this milk-in-a-bag phenomenon.
I felt totally stupid. But now I can amaze all my friends with this.. She's going to be visiting next summer, and hopefully I'll be visiting her to see this milk bag deal.
She's supposed to give me a drunken phone call tonight.
Tomorrow, I'm going on a field trip to the Newberry in Chicago. I'm not sure what it is - a museum? A library? Who knows. Then I'm not coming back with everyone else on the bus - I've got an extra train ticket from when I missed the last train in January, so I'll be using that and taking the train back by myself.
I'll probably screw this up.
Super Troopers is doing nothing for me. Ugh.
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bastardo:
Milk comes in bags all right, hey-oooooooooooooooo!
nyhcx516:
http://www.newberry.org/