In CS 117
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You've gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
Everlong. God. So amazing. Its one of those songs that I can listen to over and over and over, for fourteen years straight, and never get sick of. Just like Road Trippin by RHCP. Unbeliveable.
Speaking of RHCP and unbelievable.. I saw them live on Wednesday night. Holy fucking Christ. They were absolutely incredible. I have never had so much fun at a concert in my entire life. There were 13 000 people there, and every single person was dancing / rocking out / singing along / cheering the entire time. Flea had a few bass solos and he almost made my brain explode with his awesome-ness. And Anthony was so psyched up, he was dancing around and doing handstands on Chad's drums, just having a grand old time. AMAZZZZING.
After the concert, Ray, Stacey and I went back to the hotel to do some "pre-drinking" on our Sleep Number beds (have you seen the commercials? Its all true, every word. I've never had a better sleep than I did that night. Wow.) and some Red Hot joy-expressing. Then we went to an Irish pub down the street, and proceeded to get completely trashed. We drank a variety of drinks, including Irish Car Bombs, Screwdrivers, Blue Lagoons, Rye & Gingers, Fuzzy Navels, Guiness, Kokanee Gold.... the list goes on. Woooooohoo.
Anyways, this pointless class is almost finished(example question: Find and underline the verb in this sentence - Henry sat on the horse. *kills self*) and I have to go meet Lydia and tell her about Jeff (we're "seeing eachother", ooooooooh) so.. ciao!
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You've gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
Everlong. God. So amazing. Its one of those songs that I can listen to over and over and over, for fourteen years straight, and never get sick of. Just like Road Trippin by RHCP. Unbeliveable.
Speaking of RHCP and unbelievable.. I saw them live on Wednesday night. Holy fucking Christ. They were absolutely incredible. I have never had so much fun at a concert in my entire life. There were 13 000 people there, and every single person was dancing / rocking out / singing along / cheering the entire time. Flea had a few bass solos and he almost made my brain explode with his awesome-ness. And Anthony was so psyched up, he was dancing around and doing handstands on Chad's drums, just having a grand old time. AMAZZZZING.
After the concert, Ray, Stacey and I went back to the hotel to do some "pre-drinking" on our Sleep Number beds (have you seen the commercials? Its all true, every word. I've never had a better sleep than I did that night. Wow.) and some Red Hot joy-expressing. Then we went to an Irish pub down the street, and proceeded to get completely trashed. We drank a variety of drinks, including Irish Car Bombs, Screwdrivers, Blue Lagoons, Rye & Gingers, Fuzzy Navels, Guiness, Kokanee Gold.... the list goes on. Woooooohoo.
Anyways, this pointless class is almost finished(example question: Find and underline the verb in this sentence - Henry sat on the horse. *kills self*) and I have to go meet Lydia and tell her about Jeff (we're "seeing eachother", ooooooooh) so.. ciao!