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i went to six flags with sean and his friends on saturday. that was a ton of fun. scary rides, screaming like a little girl. always a lot of fun. i was constantly being introduced as sean's girlfriend, which was very new and weird for me, but eh.
sunday was grease frosh. i swear. i will have pictures. let me just say A LOT of lard and butter was invovled.
the combination of these two meant very little homework done over the weekend, so yeah. i have a lot to do. caltech's hard.
monday night, i threw up. no alcohol, no nothing. just threw up. that sucked. went to bed at 1 and couldn't get up for my 11 o'clock class. man, 11 o'clock class. so early.
yeah, caltech's really hard, but i'm really loving it.
still more work to do.
edit:
yes, that is lard and butter all over me.
mmm spreading it
trying to run away from the 10 or more people trying to drag me across a field.
failed
miserably
yeah, that was hella nasty.
basically, the object of grease frosh was to catch the frosh of the opposing side, and drag them across a field (this was a prospective students weekend, so there were A LOT of people watching). obviously, the frosh are greased up with lard and popcorn butter (very nasty). yeah, it was a ton of fun. i got the crap kicked out of me, but eh. page house rules.