What a weekend. What a week to come.
Ska show on Friday. Saw a lot of people I love, got hit on by a few people (oh temptation...), one was 16....Overall it was an awesome time, except for my sister getting on my case about me going to Wendy's, and trying t get me to go to Jazz Fest at OCC (we were at the Polish Home on Teall), I sprained my wrist by slipping in sweat or water or both, and they tried to not let anybody out at one point, which is highly illegal, and pissed me off.
I went to Rochester on Saturday to see Jen. Adam and I spent an hour and a half in a car together, and overall it was enjoyable. It's good to have a friend with whom you can shill with in a car for that long and not really get bored. The trip even had some interesting points to it, like a guy who leaned out his window and appeared to be indicating his penis size to us...no, AT us. Like he messed up horribly when trying to give us the finger.
We got to Rochester pretty much RIGHT on time. Not that we had a schedule at all.. I'd asked my friend Christina if we could crash at her apartment on RIT campus for the night, and she pulled into the parking lot right in front of us, which is when we learned it had been locked. If we left Syracuse an hour earlier as planned, we would have been locked out for a while.
I called Jen, she came to Christina's, and I got one of the best embraces I can remember. Jen and I held each other as if we didn't ever want to let go again. But we did let go, and the four of us went to Panera for lunch. Adam and I bought a bottle of Jack for later, and we headed back after food. We chilled for a little while, then the girls and I went to Christina's friend's place, for all of ten minutes. Jen and I headed back to Christina's, Adam looked to be sleeping, so Jen and I made up for lost time...=D
Drinking that night didn't exactly happen. The girls were gone for the night, I had a beer, Adam had a few shots, we both passed out on couches out of exhaustion rather than alcohol.
Sunday Jen came over once again, and then the two of us went to see Ratatouille. The movie was awesome, and once again Pixar has captured my heart and mind. But every time I looked away from the screen, I realized how much I want to stay in Rochester. The girl clinging to my arm the whole time is worth being back home for. Manlius has long been abandoned as my home, the change from here to Rochester in being where I belong happened somewhere during the winter. I feel like I'm on vacation here, and I want to go where I am happy and welcome. For me. For her.
When we parted ways later that Sunday, once again we embraced as if we were afraid to let go, even for a moment. Gradually our arms slipped to the other's sides, and we said our final but temporary goodbye. Maybe she'll come to Syracuse sometime, to see where I lay my head these days. I'll probably be back in Rochester before the summer is out though.
I spent over $100 this weekend. This is ridiculous for me. I can't understand how the money passed so easily through my hands over the past few days. But it happened. And now, in the days to come, I can't spend much. The 4th will be budgeted, as will the upcoming weekend. The guest list for the camp weekend has been shortened severely, with one person MIA, a new dropout, and three who actually plan on coming. Still, the four of us should be able to enjoy ourselves. Only one of them will be new to the place, so everybody else know what's going on up there.
Summer this year will have to be my best ever. I have to make the best of it, the most of it, or I'll miss these times forever. All the people I want to see and hang out with will be lost come next year. Or, with co-ops or internships, will I be the one who is lost? I don't expect I'll be coming back to Syracuse next summer, not for any long period of time at least. So, this summer is to bid it adieu, for I won't be out there enjoying what's left of it to enjoy for much longer.
I went to Rochester on Saturday to see Jen. Adam and I spent an hour and a half in a car together, and overall it was enjoyable. It's good to have a friend with whom you can shill with in a car for that long and not really get bored. The trip even had some interesting points to it, like a guy who leaned out his window and appeared to be indicating his penis size to us...no, AT us. Like he messed up horribly when trying to give us the finger.
We got to Rochester pretty much RIGHT on time. Not that we had a schedule at all.. I'd asked my friend Christina if we could crash at her apartment on RIT campus for the night, and she pulled into the parking lot right in front of us, which is when we learned it had been locked. If we left Syracuse an hour earlier as planned, we would have been locked out for a while.
I called Jen, she came to Christina's, and I got one of the best embraces I can remember. Jen and I held each other as if we didn't ever want to let go again. But we did let go, and the four of us went to Panera for lunch. Adam and I bought a bottle of Jack for later, and we headed back after food. We chilled for a little while, then the girls and I went to Christina's friend's place, for all of ten minutes. Jen and I headed back to Christina's, Adam looked to be sleeping, so Jen and I made up for lost time...=D
Drinking that night didn't exactly happen. The girls were gone for the night, I had a beer, Adam had a few shots, we both passed out on couches out of exhaustion rather than alcohol.
Sunday Jen came over once again, and then the two of us went to see Ratatouille. The movie was awesome, and once again Pixar has captured my heart and mind. But every time I looked away from the screen, I realized how much I want to stay in Rochester. The girl clinging to my arm the whole time is worth being back home for. Manlius has long been abandoned as my home, the change from here to Rochester in being where I belong happened somewhere during the winter. I feel like I'm on vacation here, and I want to go where I am happy and welcome. For me. For her.
When we parted ways later that Sunday, once again we embraced as if we were afraid to let go, even for a moment. Gradually our arms slipped to the other's sides, and we said our final but temporary goodbye. Maybe she'll come to Syracuse sometime, to see where I lay my head these days. I'll probably be back in Rochester before the summer is out though.
I spent over $100 this weekend. This is ridiculous for me. I can't understand how the money passed so easily through my hands over the past few days. But it happened. And now, in the days to come, I can't spend much. The 4th will be budgeted, as will the upcoming weekend. The guest list for the camp weekend has been shortened severely, with one person MIA, a new dropout, and three who actually plan on coming. Still, the four of us should be able to enjoy ourselves. Only one of them will be new to the place, so everybody else know what's going on up there.
Summer this year will have to be my best ever. I have to make the best of it, the most of it, or I'll miss these times forever. All the people I want to see and hang out with will be lost come next year. Or, with co-ops or internships, will I be the one who is lost? I don't expect I'll be coming back to Syracuse next summer, not for any long period of time at least. So, this summer is to bid it adieu, for I won't be out there enjoying what's left of it to enjoy for much longer.