Thankfully, I wasn't falling asleep...
Some thoughts from this weekend back at school:
-OMFG Pennsylvania is just this friggin black hole! I always get this feeling that nothing can be done when you're in Pennsylvania (at least, Central PA... the corridor from Philly to Quakertown and Allentown/Easton area at least has some higher signs of intelligence), and this time wasn't much different. It's a nice place and all --> it just worries me that I consider Ohio a vastly superior state as a whole.
-It ain't easy being (a former) Green... somehow the Mogills concocted the idea to put me at a table with Daniela Tomer, Hagar and her husband Levine, George and Lucy Reed, and Steve Thompkins. As a voter to-be in PA, specifically in Carlisle, and Cumberland County, I've been asking the locals about their takes on local and state politics, as well as national. My table's adults (aside from Steve and Daniela, who were gazing off absently) gave me these uncomfortable silent stares, and I realized that our earlier conversation about education reform (which seemed nice and liberal enough to me) was just a fluke, and that I was sitting with some pretty staunch conservatives... who wouldn't even tell me what the county issues were. So, if anyone is able, please vote yes to helping the Light Rail project get started, in addition to kicking Bush the hell out of office. (meanwhile, at the next table over, there was a great debate between Nick Bloom, Ben Reed, Daniel and Shiri Levine, and Megan who'sparentsarethefunnycouplefromChicago about all the issues... thank God the kids know what the hell's important...)
-I wanna study rednecks! There was yet ANOTHER car show in Carlizzle (they have like 800000000 of them), and lots of bikers. Bikers come in all shapes and sizes; they're funny. But, as I was leaving yesterday, this guy pulled his car into the right lane, passed me, honked like a mofo, LEANED OUT HIS WINDOW and yelled something at me with total rage plastered across his face, shaking his fist at me. At first I just thought he was a drunken redneck from the car show. Then I started to worry that I'd done something really wrong without realizing it, like running over a kid or obnoxiously keeping my turn signal on by mistake or something. I ruled that all out because I reeeeeeeeeeally would've noticed if something like that had happened (and if I hadn't, I'll be the first one to turn in my license), and went back to the first idea of him being a drunken redneck from the car show.
-My interpersonal relationships this weekend were very very lacking. I feel like I'd regressed to something lower in Andrea's eyes; I'm just not on the top of my game in the summer when it comes to being a functioning member of a conversation. Sigh, oh well. Then, when I was cleaning up from the Bar Mitzvah with the Mogills, I saw Susan randomly and ran over to hug her, and while we were chatting, the Mogills left (!) leaving me no chance to say "goodbye" and "it's been great working together" and all the other happy pleasantries that you say whether you mean it or not (made all the more guilty by the fact that I certainly DID mean it!)
-I SAW PRATT ON CAMPUS! ^_^ It was a great 30 second exchange before we both had to run off places. PRATT!!!!!
-Next year will be fun! Visited with both Shane and Tara, though seperately, and that was good.
-Ummmm, bigggg crush on Mark from Danielle's party in Allentown last night... I made a good choice in going back to the party (I left Allentown at around 1:15 AM, realized I'd forgotten my backpack when I got to Stroudsburg, took forever to turn around, and got back at 2; also good because I was freezing in the car, and while I wasn't falling asleep at the wheel, and I'm pretty sure I was sober, I just wasn't feeling good about the drive). Mark's a cute drunk... Mark's really cute... I like Mark... Danielle's friends are nice, a couple dumb ones, but mostly just cool. I wanna be cool. I should write a book on how to be cool.
-I'm a good friend. I cleaned up Mark's puke (there wasn't THAT much), and then started cleaning up when I woke up this morning (I have no idea whose sleeping bag I was in but ooooooooooooooooooooooooh god, it was warm... and the house was soooooo cooooooooold..... mmmmm.... I'd put a couple blankets over Mark on the couch, but I feel bad for poor Chip trying to sleep uncomfortably on a chair in the basement, freezing; I think everyone else got beds. Sadly, Mark ain't gay...)
Mhmm, that was my weekend. Was it worth skipping class and work to feel some loneliness and frustration (not to mention that I was craving protein like a mofo, living off of bagels and eventually quiche), watching our makeshift Bar Mitzvah go off pretty well (though oyyyy working with Pennsylvanians is nothing like working with New Yorkers), spending half a night drinking Naddy Ice (not quite as bad as Naddy Lite, though), strawberry daiquiris and jello shots without getting even buzzed before stopping 3 hours before I tried driving home, and just the general road weariness of it? Yeah, mostly. And I got to see some good people. So, yup. I'mma go make sure my turtles are still ok.
-OMFG Pennsylvania is just this friggin black hole! I always get this feeling that nothing can be done when you're in Pennsylvania (at least, Central PA... the corridor from Philly to Quakertown and Allentown/Easton area at least has some higher signs of intelligence), and this time wasn't much different. It's a nice place and all --> it just worries me that I consider Ohio a vastly superior state as a whole.
-It ain't easy being (a former) Green... somehow the Mogills concocted the idea to put me at a table with Daniela Tomer, Hagar and her husband Levine, George and Lucy Reed, and Steve Thompkins. As a voter to-be in PA, specifically in Carlisle, and Cumberland County, I've been asking the locals about their takes on local and state politics, as well as national. My table's adults (aside from Steve and Daniela, who were gazing off absently) gave me these uncomfortable silent stares, and I realized that our earlier conversation about education reform (which seemed nice and liberal enough to me) was just a fluke, and that I was sitting with some pretty staunch conservatives... who wouldn't even tell me what the county issues were. So, if anyone is able, please vote yes to helping the Light Rail project get started, in addition to kicking Bush the hell out of office. (meanwhile, at the next table over, there was a great debate between Nick Bloom, Ben Reed, Daniel and Shiri Levine, and Megan who'sparentsarethefunnycouplefromChicago about all the issues... thank God the kids know what the hell's important...)
-I wanna study rednecks! There was yet ANOTHER car show in Carlizzle (they have like 800000000 of them), and lots of bikers. Bikers come in all shapes and sizes; they're funny. But, as I was leaving yesterday, this guy pulled his car into the right lane, passed me, honked like a mofo, LEANED OUT HIS WINDOW and yelled something at me with total rage plastered across his face, shaking his fist at me. At first I just thought he was a drunken redneck from the car show. Then I started to worry that I'd done something really wrong without realizing it, like running over a kid or obnoxiously keeping my turn signal on by mistake or something. I ruled that all out because I reeeeeeeeeeally would've noticed if something like that had happened (and if I hadn't, I'll be the first one to turn in my license), and went back to the first idea of him being a drunken redneck from the car show.
-My interpersonal relationships this weekend were very very lacking. I feel like I'd regressed to something lower in Andrea's eyes; I'm just not on the top of my game in the summer when it comes to being a functioning member of a conversation. Sigh, oh well. Then, when I was cleaning up from the Bar Mitzvah with the Mogills, I saw Susan randomly and ran over to hug her, and while we were chatting, the Mogills left (!) leaving me no chance to say "goodbye" and "it's been great working together" and all the other happy pleasantries that you say whether you mean it or not (made all the more guilty by the fact that I certainly DID mean it!)
-I SAW PRATT ON CAMPUS! ^_^ It was a great 30 second exchange before we both had to run off places. PRATT!!!!!
-Next year will be fun! Visited with both Shane and Tara, though seperately, and that was good.
-Ummmm, bigggg crush on Mark from Danielle's party in Allentown last night... I made a good choice in going back to the party (I left Allentown at around 1:15 AM, realized I'd forgotten my backpack when I got to Stroudsburg, took forever to turn around, and got back at 2; also good because I was freezing in the car, and while I wasn't falling asleep at the wheel, and I'm pretty sure I was sober, I just wasn't feeling good about the drive). Mark's a cute drunk... Mark's really cute... I like Mark... Danielle's friends are nice, a couple dumb ones, but mostly just cool. I wanna be cool. I should write a book on how to be cool.
-I'm a good friend. I cleaned up Mark's puke (there wasn't THAT much), and then started cleaning up when I woke up this morning (I have no idea whose sleeping bag I was in but ooooooooooooooooooooooooh god, it was warm... and the house was soooooo cooooooooold..... mmmmm.... I'd put a couple blankets over Mark on the couch, but I feel bad for poor Chip trying to sleep uncomfortably on a chair in the basement, freezing; I think everyone else got beds. Sadly, Mark ain't gay...)
Mhmm, that was my weekend. Was it worth skipping class and work to feel some loneliness and frustration (not to mention that I was craving protein like a mofo, living off of bagels and eventually quiche), watching our makeshift Bar Mitzvah go off pretty well (though oyyyy working with Pennsylvanians is nothing like working with New Yorkers), spending half a night drinking Naddy Ice (not quite as bad as Naddy Lite, though), strawberry daiquiris and jello shots without getting even buzzed before stopping 3 hours before I tried driving home, and just the general road weariness of it? Yeah, mostly. And I got to see some good people. So, yup. I'mma go make sure my turtles are still ok.