Learning How to Smile
So, I was reading Madison't latest journal entry and I was thinking about how she was talking about bands that save us and help us get through those really rough times or just any time in general. It made me think of my allegiance to Everclear and how I lack the second volume to Songs From An American Movie. I haven't even bothered to listen to it at all which sort of puts me off a little bit. But anyways the main thing here is that I haven't gotten back into touch with the first volume and that is somewhat important, hence the title of this entry. And that's a good way to describe me right now I think. Not that I have been all frowns and sadness for the past few weeks. Definitely not the case. So anyways, an update on this weekend since it was most fulfilling. Well, Friday was pretty nice. It was a lovely, lovely day outside and I wore one of my favorite shirts that goes off the shoulder, the perfect weather for it really. It's amazing the therapy that fashion can provide you or at least that's how it is for me. So I walked around all day sort of in a better mood than the previous day (note angry journal entry) and that was just from looking nice. Anywho, I went to the new tent over on Yates field for a "sizzling salad" with Mitra. What's a sizzling salad you say? Well, it's not too special, it's just an awesome teriyaki combo of pasta and vegetables. Earlier that day I had had an Archaeology test which was insanely easy, so that just added to the pretty cool day. After lunch, I became insanely exhausted and decided to head back for a nap. Of course when I say nap, it always ends up being four hours long or so. So I woke up around dinner time and decided it would be best to get some nourishment because Barrett Cotillion was later that night. As we were all prepping for Cotillion I went to see my friend Betsy and ended up having a conversation with her German beau who confirmed that the best American chocolate is still way under the German average (which he deemed KinderEggs as the average). I don't know about you guys, but those things are pretty damn good. If that's average then just... whoa. So a bunch of us girls went to Cotillion and my date for the night was my roommate for next year Allison Finkelstein. Such a sweet girl truly. So I was wearing this really kickass dress from White House/Black Market that I got for only 18 effing dollars. Still so excited by that. It's kind of flamenco-ish so it was very fun to wear and dance in. I danced to my heart's content and really sort of broke out of the shell that I tend to have at these things. They played the usual array of rap and hip-hop songs with one really wack country song thrown in. I don't what the hell it was, but the worse part was the end when they turned on all the lights and played Landslide by the Fleetwood Man. Seriously, such a buzz kill. Thoroughly dissatisfied we came back to the room and I convinced Mitra to stay up until 4:15am watching movies on our WM Movie Channel. First was Stand By Me, which really is a great movie, plus it has River Phoenix in it as a kid. After that we watched Closer and I think I've already commented sufficiently on that.
So Saturday I woke up pretty early. I lacked the desire to work so I just sat around and relaxed somewhat before I had to go help out at the Intercollegiate Acapella Concert. I ended up being the Judges' Assistant, which didn't really have its perks. I had initially asked to be placed as a liason to the groups so I could lead them around and do fun stuff with the group, but I had some sort of malfunction in thinking and said I would do the judge thing. Really a bad idea. I had also asked them if I could lead the all-boys group from Oxford, but they said I couldn't and then they changed their minds and gave it to some other chick. Yeah I was a little pissed. Judges suck because they're all biased and where something was good they didn't really see it because there was prolly something different they would have done or something like that. There was this one. Oooh she was a cold, hard bitch. Ugh I hated her. So obtuse. Anyways, there are some cool acapella groups you guys should know about in case you are ever in their company and can hear them first hand: The University of Georgia Accidentals, The University of North Carolina- Chapel Hill Loreleis, and The UNC-CH Achordants. The last group one the finals competition with the JMU Madison Project coming in second. They weren't spectacular, but then again I don't really know much of anything about music.
After the competition, which was four hours long (a bit too much honestly), I got a call from Kerri telling me to be outside of PBK and that she was going to pick me up and a group of us were going to go to IHOP. I was thinking I would much rather go to the after party for the concert, but it was cool hanging out with my friends instead, though I'm not a big fan of IHOP. After that it was about one o'clock in da morning and we all decided to have a sleepover at Yates. When I got there I went to third south to check and see if Mikey was there. Mainly I just wanted to see him wasted, but apparently he wasn't done partying yet. So we all hung out in Kerri's room until four something when people left and I stayed with Kerri. We talked about a lot of the stuff that's been happening in my love life lately, mainly I just needed a different perspective; someone new to listen to things. As I was going to sleep though I took one last look at the clock and it said 5:21am which is interesting because the night before I did the same thing and that was the same exact time that the clock said then. I think that's gotta mean something somewhere. Maybe it's a good omen or something. I sure hope so.
So Sunday came and I was walking along through campus when all of a sudden Rachael Barker appeared right before my eyes. I took her back to Barrett with her cousin and we all talked and caught up. The odds of something like that happening are so slim. Seriously this stuff has to mean something. And more recently my prediction of the future so-to-speak has been getting better and better. It's really simple and all, but still it's really fun when you predict things will happen and then they actually do and not even vague things, more somewhat specific things.
So throughout all of this Benvo and I have been arguing non-stop. Well, now it's stopped. I think it's funny how much we argue about things now in the aftermath of all this. We never raised our voices to each other very much during the relationship and now that that's not there we sort of let go on our anger too. I think maybe that's a good thing, but I don't know because I still hate fighting with people. Honestly.
Wow, this was a long entry. Sorry bout that. I promise it'll be shorter in the future. Til then keep doin' your thing,
-Cub
So Saturday I woke up pretty early. I lacked the desire to work so I just sat around and relaxed somewhat before I had to go help out at the Intercollegiate Acapella Concert. I ended up being the Judges' Assistant, which didn't really have its perks. I had initially asked to be placed as a liason to the groups so I could lead them around and do fun stuff with the group, but I had some sort of malfunction in thinking and said I would do the judge thing. Really a bad idea. I had also asked them if I could lead the all-boys group from Oxford, but they said I couldn't and then they changed their minds and gave it to some other chick. Yeah I was a little pissed. Judges suck because they're all biased and where something was good they didn't really see it because there was prolly something different they would have done or something like that. There was this one. Oooh she was a cold, hard bitch. Ugh I hated her. So obtuse. Anyways, there are some cool acapella groups you guys should know about in case you are ever in their company and can hear them first hand: The University of Georgia Accidentals, The University of North Carolina- Chapel Hill Loreleis, and The UNC-CH Achordants. The last group one the finals competition with the JMU Madison Project coming in second. They weren't spectacular, but then again I don't really know much of anything about music.
After the competition, which was four hours long (a bit too much honestly), I got a call from Kerri telling me to be outside of PBK and that she was going to pick me up and a group of us were going to go to IHOP. I was thinking I would much rather go to the after party for the concert, but it was cool hanging out with my friends instead, though I'm not a big fan of IHOP. After that it was about one o'clock in da morning and we all decided to have a sleepover at Yates. When I got there I went to third south to check and see if Mikey was there. Mainly I just wanted to see him wasted, but apparently he wasn't done partying yet. So we all hung out in Kerri's room until four something when people left and I stayed with Kerri. We talked about a lot of the stuff that's been happening in my love life lately, mainly I just needed a different perspective; someone new to listen to things. As I was going to sleep though I took one last look at the clock and it said 5:21am which is interesting because the night before I did the same thing and that was the same exact time that the clock said then. I think that's gotta mean something somewhere. Maybe it's a good omen or something. I sure hope so.
So Sunday came and I was walking along through campus when all of a sudden Rachael Barker appeared right before my eyes. I took her back to Barrett with her cousin and we all talked and caught up. The odds of something like that happening are so slim. Seriously this stuff has to mean something. And more recently my prediction of the future so-to-speak has been getting better and better. It's really simple and all, but still it's really fun when you predict things will happen and then they actually do and not even vague things, more somewhat specific things.
So throughout all of this Benvo and I have been arguing non-stop. Well, now it's stopped. I think it's funny how much we argue about things now in the aftermath of all this. We never raised our voices to each other very much during the relationship and now that that's not there we sort of let go on our anger too. I think maybe that's a good thing, but I don't know because I still hate fighting with people. Honestly.
Wow, this was a long entry. Sorry bout that. I promise it'll be shorter in the future. Til then keep doin' your thing,
-Cub