Sep 11, 2005 17:24
My weekend hasn`t been that eventful and for the most part,I`ve done a whole lot of nothing. Katie`s friend Meaghan came up on Friday so needless to say I haven`t seen her since. *sigh* Big deal though, right? She only talked to me to begin with because none of her friends were here.
Anyways, Friday night Kristin got all decked out and ordered pizza on her way down to the lounge to watch the "big game". Yankees played Red Sox. Yankees swept them, BIG TIME! Yay! Kevin left for the weekend to go home and golf. But not before Traci, Shannon, Beth, Sarah and myself had a chance to confront him. Everyone was completely okay with Kevin poking around with everyone else, except Shannon. Supposedly, Shannon and Kev were 'dating' until Friday morning when Shannon and I talked to Traci. Traci had saved the text messages from Kevin reading the exact same thing he once wrote to Shannon. We corned him in his own room and he had absolutely nothing to say. We caught him in lie after lie. *shakes head* What an ass. So in addition to those events, the empty bed in 447, where Katie once lay, a boy has moved in. His name is Brad. *ugh* Let`s not go there and say we did, hmm? Friday night was just overall A-M-A-Z-I-N-G...That`s the closest I can come to describing exactly what I mean. Wow, just wow.
Saturday, Aron & I both woke up kind of late. Not that we didn`t have reason to. Went downstairs and had breakfast. We ended up sitting down in the cafe` talking for quite a while. We headed upstairs and hung out in his room for a while. Pyscho-Brad came in and out for a while. We lay around for a while and there wasn`t anything to do, so we headed down to my room. Kristin was finishing up packing to go home. She was incredibly home sick and couldn`t find any other way to deal with the life that college proposes so she decided instead of sticking it out, she would just head home. I guess college isn`t for everyone. Marisa, Sakhan and I moved around the room a little bit and it looks awesome. Absolutely awesome. I heart our room now.
So last night, Aron and I decided after dinner that it was movie night. Yay. We watched 'Wicker Park', but we ended up having to stop it twelve times for pyscho-brad to come in and out with his friends. It was an awesome movie. Granted it took till the very end for me to figure it all out, but it was so worth the hour of confusion. It was a wonderful - real story. *sigh* So after that we were like, "Hmm... what else can we watch?" because neither of us were very tired. So we opted to go for '50 First Dates'. Good music and a good laugh. So as we are putting the DVD in, in comes psycho-boy and this girl. I would like to refer to her as, "evil-bitchy-fat-chick". So all the lights are off and they are laying in his bed kissing and what not and "evil-bitchy-fat-chick" rolls over [as much as she could without falling] and says to me, "Do you think you could bring that movie to your room?" I was like actually "evil-bitchy-fat-chick", I live in a quad and in case you aren`t educated that means 4. Fast-forwarding a little bit - I was heading downstairs and I stopped Brad in the hallway and I said, "I`m leaving so you don`t need to worry about it. But next time you want us to leave, could you speak up and grow some balls. Say shit yourself instead of having your "evil-bitchy-fat-chick" open her big mouth for you." He flipped and went back to the room and flipped on Aron. His excuse was, "Well I gave you two all of last night to have the room." Excuse me? It`s Aron`s room every night and if he wants to sleep in it he should be able to, don`t you think? Yes, of course you do. So Brad and his "evil-bitchy-fat-chick" ended up leaving for the night. *thinks* Wow...
This morning we woke up and went down to my room and talked to the girls. Marisa and Sakhan were both awake, sitting in their beds. *squeals* Our room is so cute now. So we chatted for a few and I put those crazy-looking flannel flamingo and trailer PJs on and we went down to breakfast. We also did some homework, cleaned up my room a little more and did laundry together... ...again.
Off we go to dinner, I`ll write more later.