Mar 06, 2007 16:36
So on Sunday my friend Naomi invited me and another friend to watch her dance in some Indian show thingy. It turs out that it was the debut of some Indian accapella group. It was really weird. Halfway through the show some random white guy gets up and plays the guitar. He was obviously better than the accapella group when it came to entertainment and I thought it was a little unfair for him to play since he kinda blew the other people out of the water.
After the weird Indian show I was unexpectedly bought diner by one of Naomi's friends since I never leave my room with money. After that we went to some black light party, it was the after party of the Indian show. It was quite terrible. So terrible that Naomi wanted to go outside and smoke. It was a pretty bad idea seeing as though once she got back into the party she wasn't able to form coherant senteces and stared at herself in the mirror on the dance floor for about 15 minutes straight playing with her hair.
Lessons of the weekend: Naomi is no longer able to smoke Grade A hemp.
I'm going to try and mix hemp and sheesha in a bowl. I doubt it'll work, but trying never hurt anyone.
Justin, we need to write music together.'
I dont think I want to go to medical school anymore, but if I don't go to medical school I have no idea what to do with the rest of my life.
There is a Nazi Hate March this weekend in downtown Columbia, MO. All minorities have been advised to stay indoors for their safety.
I'm not attracted to anyone anymore. Its like every girl I see just blends in with the the rest of the population.
Je n'aime pas l'universite a l'hiver. J'etuderais pour mon classe de chemistry. Je ne veux pas echouer l'examen. Au revior.