feed me to the forest. we can learn to love misery.
shout just let it on out
confusion becomes a philosophy
down we're reaching the town where we
don't have to stand around and look
over our shoulders
hell I never knew was what we made it
let's just take it slow IN THIS HOME ON ICE
how obscene is my life right now? i wish the degree of absurdity was somehow quantifiable, but i guess details will suffice.
so on tuesday my friend caroline came over to celebrate our last night in dorms. so we lounged around and drank some high-class vodka (hers) and hurricane (mine). (notice the juxtaposition?) we basically watched comedy central and talked about strange things. i guess in a way we were toasting our rooms, which is somewhat called for. i was pissed off, though because i couldn't find my other 40.
then the next day the mystery was solved. it was moveout day; i got up early and had breakfast with luke, then shirley came by to visit. i said bye to her (she cried!) and then my parents arrived and the whole awful process started. it took almost 4 hours, i wanted to DIE. so glad to leave yates hall FOREVER, though. during the moveout my RA came by and told me that when my roommate had checked out the morning of the day before, she had seen and confiscated a hidden (albeit badly) "bottle of alcohol." she also filed a goddamn INCIDENT REPORT about it, "so if you hear anything from the administration, you know what it's about." could she honestly not have ignored it during the last few days of school, and her last few days as a student? i don't know but i was proud of having made it through a year at this uptight school without getting in trouble. at least i didn't get a trouble with a cop - which is a miracle considering williamsburg is basically a police state and the cops showed up at my sorority date party last month. jon only just got off probation last weekend for being drunk in public during fall semester. anyway, i was really irritated by that. but it was nice to get home.. at least for the first 30 minutes, after which the parental harrassment started again. oh well, i will somehow make it through 2 and a half months here..
on thursday i had my interview at mexx and got the job! i think the manager really likes me, which is obviously good. i hope it turns out all right; i'm pretty excited but my style is a little edgier than mexx so i don't know if i'll have to follow some guidelines or something. that night i saw natalie, which was good because she left today to visit people in mexico for 2 weeks. my mom is gone too; she's in dallas seeing her sister. on the one hand it's nice because my parents take turns chastising me, but then eric just makes up for it when she's gone so maybe it's not so different.
friday was great. i went to the mason soccer game with dane and got to see a TON of my friends who are seniors this year. that brightened things up a lot, even though the game ended in a tie. after that i went out with caroline to skyline. it was such an adventure. we were smoking outside because it was all full inside when these three really ghetto guys came up and started talking to us, asking if i went to nova, saying "dayum girl i like that enSEMble", and then dragging us into the hookah bar and sitting us down at two empty chaire and disappearing. it was so strange. we never saw them after that but the random dudes we were seated across from were interesting people.. besides the fact that their existence seemed to lie in going from hookah bar to hookah bar and making friends for an hour until moving on to the next one. they were cool though. then caroline and i left (which was a big ordeal considering they didnt want to let us pay for the teas we'd ordered..), told sob stories (haha), and drove around falls church. we ended up sitting idly in her car on park avenue - i think we were meant to get out and walk around (i don't know why, it was 1 am) but i ended up just drinking in the passenger seat. suddenly two guys in tuxedos emerged from the house we were parked in front of and came up to caroline's window. i remember just sitting there and staring straight at the kid until caroline rolled down the window a while later and said "good evening". they asked for directions, and then i was a hick and yelled "why're yall all dressed up!!" they were coming from the o'connell prom so i asked if they knew jeff and they did and i was so drunkenly determined to keep the through-the-window conversation going. it went pretty well, and then they left and we were sort of bored... UNTIL we saw this hispanic kid who was in our grade at gm and would come into school at 7 am with the windows down (even in january) blaring reggaeton. caroline thought it would be a grreat idea to follow him. i mean, he didn't notice for the first 5 minutes, so that was a good sign. the good signs ended when he and his friend started looking behind them and then the friend rolled down his window and made a motion that he had a gun. i didn't see it because i was crouched down (not sure why) but i believe caroline with all my heart. anyway after that they sped off; it was fun.
saturday was spent with charmaine in this really nice park where we sat by a stream and talked about how we don't understand the world (the usual). i won't see her very much this summer so it was good to just sit around (and not spend any money). that night i went with tania to jammin' java, which is a ridiculous concert venue/bar in vienna. the band was made up of 40- and 50-somethings, it was that kind of strange rock that is melodic but boring. they did an AWFUL rendition of sweet home alabama. tania and i poured malt liquor into styrofoam cups stolen from the bar and sat in the corner like eccentrics watching the middle aged people dancing drunk off their asses. i mean, i never thought i'd see that sort of erratic/sporadic dancing ever again.. i guess i shouldn't assume that it having ended in the late '80s should make it disappear. anyway.. we sat outside in the lovely strip mall and i heard about her run-ins with cops and her crazy life (thank god she's going to college in switzerland next year; i am really jealous though). then we went to a hookah bar.. a REAL arab hookah bar down the street and i ran into usmaan and fuad from william & mary which was a huge surprise. but it made me feel good and realize that i actually know a lot of people at school. anyway i had some delicious tea and tania had turkish coffee.. doesn't that just exemplify our personalities? it was great - seeing taniquah is always SO refreshing. anyway then i came home and that's about it.
it's sort of weird that i'm writing in so much detail about all this, but when the summer becomes like death and boredom i will have nothing to do. so i will relish in this fun for now. tomorrow is my first day of work and of school at nova. i'm excited because i wanna meet people at nova haha. but all i really wanna do now is eat lunch with jon & hank on the terrace outside the dodge room and waste away my life under the williamsburg sun.
confusion becomes a philosophy
down we're reaching the town where we
don't have to stand around and look
over our shoulders
hell I never knew was what we made it
let's just take it slow IN THIS HOME ON ICE
how obscene is my life right now? i wish the degree of absurdity was somehow quantifiable, but i guess details will suffice.
so on tuesday my friend caroline came over to celebrate our last night in dorms. so we lounged around and drank some high-class vodka (hers) and hurricane (mine). (notice the juxtaposition?) we basically watched comedy central and talked about strange things. i guess in a way we were toasting our rooms, which is somewhat called for. i was pissed off, though because i couldn't find my other 40.
then the next day the mystery was solved. it was moveout day; i got up early and had breakfast with luke, then shirley came by to visit. i said bye to her (she cried!) and then my parents arrived and the whole awful process started. it took almost 4 hours, i wanted to DIE. so glad to leave yates hall FOREVER, though. during the moveout my RA came by and told me that when my roommate had checked out the morning of the day before, she had seen and confiscated a hidden (albeit badly) "bottle of alcohol." she also filed a goddamn INCIDENT REPORT about it, "so if you hear anything from the administration, you know what it's about." could she honestly not have ignored it during the last few days of school, and her last few days as a student? i don't know but i was proud of having made it through a year at this uptight school without getting in trouble. at least i didn't get a trouble with a cop - which is a miracle considering williamsburg is basically a police state and the cops showed up at my sorority date party last month. jon only just got off probation last weekend for being drunk in public during fall semester. anyway, i was really irritated by that. but it was nice to get home.. at least for the first 30 minutes, after which the parental harrassment started again. oh well, i will somehow make it through 2 and a half months here..
on thursday i had my interview at mexx and got the job! i think the manager really likes me, which is obviously good. i hope it turns out all right; i'm pretty excited but my style is a little edgier than mexx so i don't know if i'll have to follow some guidelines or something. that night i saw natalie, which was good because she left today to visit people in mexico for 2 weeks. my mom is gone too; she's in dallas seeing her sister. on the one hand it's nice because my parents take turns chastising me, but then eric just makes up for it when she's gone so maybe it's not so different.
friday was great. i went to the mason soccer game with dane and got to see a TON of my friends who are seniors this year. that brightened things up a lot, even though the game ended in a tie. after that i went out with caroline to skyline. it was such an adventure. we were smoking outside because it was all full inside when these three really ghetto guys came up and started talking to us, asking if i went to nova, saying "dayum girl i like that enSEMble", and then dragging us into the hookah bar and sitting us down at two empty chaire and disappearing. it was so strange. we never saw them after that but the random dudes we were seated across from were interesting people.. besides the fact that their existence seemed to lie in going from hookah bar to hookah bar and making friends for an hour until moving on to the next one. they were cool though. then caroline and i left (which was a big ordeal considering they didnt want to let us pay for the teas we'd ordered..), told sob stories (haha), and drove around falls church. we ended up sitting idly in her car on park avenue - i think we were meant to get out and walk around (i don't know why, it was 1 am) but i ended up just drinking in the passenger seat. suddenly two guys in tuxedos emerged from the house we were parked in front of and came up to caroline's window. i remember just sitting there and staring straight at the kid until caroline rolled down the window a while later and said "good evening". they asked for directions, and then i was a hick and yelled "why're yall all dressed up!!" they were coming from the o'connell prom so i asked if they knew jeff and they did and i was so drunkenly determined to keep the through-the-window conversation going. it went pretty well, and then they left and we were sort of bored... UNTIL we saw this hispanic kid who was in our grade at gm and would come into school at 7 am with the windows down (even in january) blaring reggaeton. caroline thought it would be a grreat idea to follow him. i mean, he didn't notice for the first 5 minutes, so that was a good sign. the good signs ended when he and his friend started looking behind them and then the friend rolled down his window and made a motion that he had a gun. i didn't see it because i was crouched down (not sure why) but i believe caroline with all my heart. anyway after that they sped off; it was fun.
saturday was spent with charmaine in this really nice park where we sat by a stream and talked about how we don't understand the world (the usual). i won't see her very much this summer so it was good to just sit around (and not spend any money). that night i went with tania to jammin' java, which is a ridiculous concert venue/bar in vienna. the band was made up of 40- and 50-somethings, it was that kind of strange rock that is melodic but boring. they did an AWFUL rendition of sweet home alabama. tania and i poured malt liquor into styrofoam cups stolen from the bar and sat in the corner like eccentrics watching the middle aged people dancing drunk off their asses. i mean, i never thought i'd see that sort of erratic/sporadic dancing ever again.. i guess i shouldn't assume that it having ended in the late '80s should make it disappear. anyway.. we sat outside in the lovely strip mall and i heard about her run-ins with cops and her crazy life (thank god she's going to college in switzerland next year; i am really jealous though). then we went to a hookah bar.. a REAL arab hookah bar down the street and i ran into usmaan and fuad from william & mary which was a huge surprise. but it made me feel good and realize that i actually know a lot of people at school. anyway i had some delicious tea and tania had turkish coffee.. doesn't that just exemplify our personalities? it was great - seeing taniquah is always SO refreshing. anyway then i came home and that's about it.
it's sort of weird that i'm writing in so much detail about all this, but when the summer becomes like death and boredom i will have nothing to do. so i will relish in this fun for now. tomorrow is my first day of work and of school at nova. i'm excited because i wanna meet people at nova haha. but all i really wanna do now is eat lunch with jon & hank on the terrace outside the dodge room and waste away my life under the williamsburg sun.