BEST WEEKEND
I have been so depressed lately and I couldn't figure out why. Then Thursday night it hit me: Nothing I was doing was ever enjoyable anymore.
So I plan my weekend: I have a test Monday, so I'll study for that on Saturday and Sunday night. Other than that, I'm pretty free. Sounds like I should do something awesome. But what?
GUILD WARS ALL DAY
I spend all Friday playing Guild Wars. This is the first time I've touched the game in months. IT WAS AWESOME.
Saturday morning I do a bunch of homework, do some shopping, and go to a friend's "party." The "party" turns out to by 8 people getting drunk and sitting around. LAME.
I remember that some of my friends are striking at set for their play. I decide to go and help them. I was an hour late, but the whole thing was done within 1/2 hour of me getting there. Normally these strikes take 5 hours. Since we finish so early, Julie (recap, #1 on my to-hang-out-with list and girl I had a crush on) suggests we have a party! She and I get some beer with another dude, and we meet everyone at an apartment. A few of us dance. Lots of people play some guitars. I talk to Julie and several other great people. We all listen to the Beatles. Julie teaches me some swing dancing. It's just generally a great time. She and another guy invite me to come swing dancing with them the next day.
Julie lives far off campus, so she spent the night on my futon. It was very... nonsexual. I was very happy with it.
Today I woke up, played some D&D (which Julie thought was either hilariously nerdy or just horrible), went to improv, went dancing, and came back.
Swing dancing is great by way! It's just like moving for fun!
OH CRAP I HAVE A TEST TOMORROW! BYE!
So I plan my weekend: I have a test Monday, so I'll study for that on Saturday and Sunday night. Other than that, I'm pretty free. Sounds like I should do something awesome. But what?
GUILD WARS ALL DAY
I spend all Friday playing Guild Wars. This is the first time I've touched the game in months. IT WAS AWESOME.
Saturday morning I do a bunch of homework, do some shopping, and go to a friend's "party." The "party" turns out to by 8 people getting drunk and sitting around. LAME.
I remember that some of my friends are striking at set for their play. I decide to go and help them. I was an hour late, but the whole thing was done within 1/2 hour of me getting there. Normally these strikes take 5 hours. Since we finish so early, Julie (recap, #1 on my to-hang-out-with list and girl I had a crush on) suggests we have a party! She and I get some beer with another dude, and we meet everyone at an apartment. A few of us dance. Lots of people play some guitars. I talk to Julie and several other great people. We all listen to the Beatles. Julie teaches me some swing dancing. It's just generally a great time. She and another guy invite me to come swing dancing with them the next day.
Julie lives far off campus, so she spent the night on my futon. It was very... nonsexual. I was very happy with it.
Today I woke up, played some D&D (which Julie thought was either hilariously nerdy or just horrible), went to improv, went dancing, and came back.
Swing dancing is great by way! It's just like moving for fun!
OH CRAP I HAVE A TEST TOMORROW! BYE!