What?
I don't know what to make of this weekend...
Friday: Started off pretty well. Something about the whole day made me think about how much I love college life. I think it started when there were more employees than not in the attic and JGDS was practicing in the corner... it was small and intimate and goodhearted fun. It made me think of those times when I was 13 or 14 and I couldn't wait to get out of the hose because I thought that this was the kind of thing everyone did once they got out, and I know that isn't completely true but in a way it is. Once we get out, we have the freedom to not do anything, to just sit in an empty coffeeshop and listen to our friends play really awesome music. It was chill.
Then things started to pick up, we all got a little more energized and we went to the Nickel Creek show. The band was good, the audience was terrible. I always have and I always will hate the stereotypical drunken frat boy, and unfortunately our campus is teeming with them. So that sucked.
Then... the inclement weather started. The tornado alarm went off at about 12:45, by which point we had migrated back to the attic. Everyone kind of disappeared into their various dorm basements, but as I hate mine and will not go there if I don't have to, I stayed in the Attic with David and Will, who was closing. I intended on eventually moving towards my basement once things outside let up and chances were I wouldn't have to stay there for long, but we ended up going down to the stairwell between the Attic and the Cellar and chilling until the storm blew over. This was a really surreal moment, because it was just the three of us in the corner and Will was playing his harmonica... It made me think of what fantastic friends I have. We really are lucky.
Saturday was initiation, for which I was pretty tired because I didn't end up coming to bed the night before until about 2:00 and I had to get up at 9:00, except I woke up at 8:ish because Onna wanted me dress. So... tired. After Initiation we went out to Surin where I consumed 20 dollars worth of sushi, and I really have no problem with doing that again. Anyone? Anyway. After that was work, where it was very similar to the situation on Friday except Will and Will and Walker weren't playing. Onna and I took turns taking emo pictures of eachother, so look for those soon on Facebook. When I got off of work, we went to the show at Hotel Birmingham, which I like much better than Cave9, mostly because it seems a little less well known, therefore there is a definite lack of annoying scene children. The show was amazing, JGDS was awesome, Lance Romance was hilarious, Red Ribbon Army was good, Henry Dunkle... was cute, but he tried a little too hard. The Ackleys were awesome, I like them better and better every time I see them. The Nowhere Squares... are fantastic! They're upbeat funky dancey music, and I love it. I love dancing crazily to good music. After the show we all drove to Will's house and that was fun, but I was absolutely exhausted so Patrick drove me back to to dorms. All in all, it was a good day/night.
But still, there is something bothering me... and I don't know what it is.
Friday: Started off pretty well. Something about the whole day made me think about how much I love college life. I think it started when there were more employees than not in the attic and JGDS was practicing in the corner... it was small and intimate and goodhearted fun. It made me think of those times when I was 13 or 14 and I couldn't wait to get out of the hose because I thought that this was the kind of thing everyone did once they got out, and I know that isn't completely true but in a way it is. Once we get out, we have the freedom to not do anything, to just sit in an empty coffeeshop and listen to our friends play really awesome music. It was chill.
Then things started to pick up, we all got a little more energized and we went to the Nickel Creek show. The band was good, the audience was terrible. I always have and I always will hate the stereotypical drunken frat boy, and unfortunately our campus is teeming with them. So that sucked.
Then... the inclement weather started. The tornado alarm went off at about 12:45, by which point we had migrated back to the attic. Everyone kind of disappeared into their various dorm basements, but as I hate mine and will not go there if I don't have to, I stayed in the Attic with David and Will, who was closing. I intended on eventually moving towards my basement once things outside let up and chances were I wouldn't have to stay there for long, but we ended up going down to the stairwell between the Attic and the Cellar and chilling until the storm blew over. This was a really surreal moment, because it was just the three of us in the corner and Will was playing his harmonica... It made me think of what fantastic friends I have. We really are lucky.
Saturday was initiation, for which I was pretty tired because I didn't end up coming to bed the night before until about 2:00 and I had to get up at 9:00, except I woke up at 8:ish because Onna wanted me dress. So... tired. After Initiation we went out to Surin where I consumed 20 dollars worth of sushi, and I really have no problem with doing that again. Anyone? Anyway. After that was work, where it was very similar to the situation on Friday except Will and Will and Walker weren't playing. Onna and I took turns taking emo pictures of eachother, so look for those soon on Facebook. When I got off of work, we went to the show at Hotel Birmingham, which I like much better than Cave9, mostly because it seems a little less well known, therefore there is a definite lack of annoying scene children. The show was amazing, JGDS was awesome, Lance Romance was hilarious, Red Ribbon Army was good, Henry Dunkle... was cute, but he tried a little too hard. The Ackleys were awesome, I like them better and better every time I see them. The Nowhere Squares... are fantastic! They're upbeat funky dancey music, and I love it. I love dancing crazily to good music. After the show we all drove to Will's house and that was fun, but I was absolutely exhausted so Patrick drove me back to to dorms. All in all, it was a good day/night.
But still, there is something bothering me... and I don't know what it is.