hookah, RENT, and girls' night escapades
This is the last winter break when we're all just here. Next year we'll be coming home from college, seeing people we haven't seen in 6 MONTHS, people we used to see every day, in and out. It's weird. I think I need to a apply for housing before I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere in Boulder next year. That would probably be a smart thing to do. I haven't gotten anything done in the past month other than confirm my intent to enroll. I've been distracted mucho. I don't want to go back.
I "went to the movies" last night. As did Scott and Robin. Chris was playing pool. And Brad was at the Paris.
And we were all at the hookah bar on university. Mmmmm, it tastes like sweet tea. It was definately an experience. All the people down there are amazing and the environment is so laid back and relaxing.
"...I dunno, I dunno, I dunno."
Hehehehe.
I'm having a moment.
This entire week has been a moment.
A good one.
Tonight was ladies night out. And a much needed break from boys and their cigarette smoke. My cough just keeps getting worse.
We ate some good food at Bennigan's and Stacy got a poorly crafted Snoopy from the balloon lady.
"And what color is Woodstock?? Is he puurrrple??"
"No he's yellow!!! And we're not fiiiiive!!"
Though Stacy was pretty damn excited about that Snoopy balloon.
RENT!!!! Finally. Oh my. There are no words. The tears were flowing. I adored it.
And THEN!..while Heather was pulling onto Kipling from the Elvis lot, this crazy old lady came out of freakin' NOWHERE and...
we hit her.
So our evening came to end sitting on the side of a backstreet talking to a stupid old woman. Her car was a piece of crap and even she couldn't figure out which dent was our fault. She had been speeding up really fast to make it through the yellow light after Bowles and she was going so fast that we didn't even get a dent. It's questionable if any of the dents on her car even happened in OUR accident. But who's going to believe five teenage girls over an old lady, no matter how crazy she is.
Forty minutes later we piled back into the car only to find that part of Snoopy's neck had deflated, and Stacy was beside herself.
"His neck is all lopsided! She gave him whiplash."
"Bitch."
I "went to the movies" last night. As did Scott and Robin. Chris was playing pool. And Brad was at the Paris.
And we were all at the hookah bar on university. Mmmmm, it tastes like sweet tea. It was definately an experience. All the people down there are amazing and the environment is so laid back and relaxing.
"...I dunno, I dunno, I dunno."
Hehehehe.
I'm having a moment.
This entire week has been a moment.
A good one.
Tonight was ladies night out. And a much needed break from boys and their cigarette smoke. My cough just keeps getting worse.
We ate some good food at Bennigan's and Stacy got a poorly crafted Snoopy from the balloon lady.
"And what color is Woodstock?? Is he puurrrple??"
"No he's yellow!!! And we're not fiiiiive!!"
Though Stacy was pretty damn excited about that Snoopy balloon.
RENT!!!! Finally. Oh my. There are no words. The tears were flowing. I adored it.
And THEN!..while Heather was pulling onto Kipling from the Elvis lot, this crazy old lady came out of freakin' NOWHERE and...
we hit her.
So our evening came to end sitting on the side of a backstreet talking to a stupid old woman. Her car was a piece of crap and even she couldn't figure out which dent was our fault. She had been speeding up really fast to make it through the yellow light after Bowles and she was going so fast that we didn't even get a dent. It's questionable if any of the dents on her car even happened in OUR accident. But who's going to believe five teenage girls over an old lady, no matter how crazy she is.
Forty minutes later we piled back into the car only to find that part of Snoopy's neck had deflated, and Stacy was beside herself.
"His neck is all lopsided! She gave him whiplash."
"Bitch."