Jan 30, 2011 01:10
with classmates. Both were fun! Was nervous before theater because I was despising myself, frustrated with guitar, and anticipating awkwardness with a classmate. so naturally...I drew a piano on my arm in black and silver sharpie. Like a protection symbol, but in the form of a piano. That will drop on your head if you mess with me.
The bar turned out to be one with a dance floor, so I danced and was super happy, because that is what happens when I dance and the music is danceable and I manage to get some room.
A dude threw a dollar at me. I am currently enjoying vending machine chips post-dance in my room thanks to him. I actually didn't notice him throwing a dollar at me when he did it.. someone had to pick it up and hand it to me and explain, so I have no idea who actually threw the dollar.
A saw this dude I know there, and danced with him and made him bring me water for a peck on the cheek. According to some, this makes me a heartbreaker, or something. But I am also a slightly different person when I've been dancing for a while..
Creepy guys trying to pick me up count: 2. My classmates protected me. This is why I don't go dancing by myself.
I bonded with my classmates, had fun with them, and that is the best best best part.
Before theater I also got involved in the filming for the first year class's prank on the second years. My tutu was a key player. I am integrating! It was good, so good.
And the morning of that day, Alon tried to wake me up by attacking me with the banana shark, but I was too sleepy to do more than notice banana shark. We watched a bunch of Mad men the night before and in the morning when I finally got up. Alon has been awesome to me.