real college
boston was amazing.
danielle's friends rock my world. i went to my first frat party ever last night, it was... rather stereotypical. before that we had a surprise irish birthday for dp's friend patrick with entirely green everything.
earlier we ran around a lawn throwing paint and colored water on each other for the Indian color festival Holy, it was completely insane.
then things got a bit crazy and jen dropped a glass bottle on the kitchen floor of the frat house and proceeded to walk slowly away from the scene, and of course danielle jumped to the ground and began picking up the glass with her bare hands, screaming "i work in a restaurant!"
then i met this awesome guy viraj, who's from dubai, which is a small country on the arabian peninsula that has shit like this and this.
he has a british accent, an american accent, and speaks french, and can change between them at will. so we decided to go for the british, and i attempted it as well but i'm not that good. we chilled for hours discussing what the rest of the world thinks about america, and it was really interesting to get an international perspective on that.
i somehow learned so much about Indian and Arab cultures this weekend amidst crazy drunken times. it made me want to learn everything ever about the world. and it made me realize how uncultured we all are compared to people across the atlantic. i suppose its because they can travel between countries so easily. i really want to not be an ignorant american anymore.
and apparently viraj hangs out in hayden all the time, he has some friends on the 5th floor. which kicks ass cause he's rather "fit," as i learned the british like to say. i also ran into like four people at tufts and on the bus that know people from mattituck, so that was random as well.
so what it all comes down to is that danielle pfaff rocks my life, and she knows how to show her guests a good time.
danielle's friends rock my world. i went to my first frat party ever last night, it was... rather stereotypical. before that we had a surprise irish birthday for dp's friend patrick with entirely green everything.
earlier we ran around a lawn throwing paint and colored water on each other for the Indian color festival Holy, it was completely insane.
then things got a bit crazy and jen dropped a glass bottle on the kitchen floor of the frat house and proceeded to walk slowly away from the scene, and of course danielle jumped to the ground and began picking up the glass with her bare hands, screaming "i work in a restaurant!"
then i met this awesome guy viraj, who's from dubai, which is a small country on the arabian peninsula that has shit like this and this.
he has a british accent, an american accent, and speaks french, and can change between them at will. so we decided to go for the british, and i attempted it as well but i'm not that good. we chilled for hours discussing what the rest of the world thinks about america, and it was really interesting to get an international perspective on that.
i somehow learned so much about Indian and Arab cultures this weekend amidst crazy drunken times. it made me want to learn everything ever about the world. and it made me realize how uncultured we all are compared to people across the atlantic. i suppose its because they can travel between countries so easily. i really want to not be an ignorant american anymore.
and apparently viraj hangs out in hayden all the time, he has some friends on the 5th floor. which kicks ass cause he's rather "fit," as i learned the british like to say. i also ran into like four people at tufts and on the bus that know people from mattituck, so that was random as well.
so what it all comes down to is that danielle pfaff rocks my life, and she knows how to show her guests a good time.