Violent sex breaks headboards and Jasna wins a prize.
I finally got around to summarizing the rest of my con experience. I honestly have to be the lamest person in the world.
Saturday, Part 3:
Adam stumbled back into the room, rambling and talking nonsense. My sister thought that he was faking his stonedness. Up until he started shaking back and forth and demanding a cold bath. The others helped out but went downstairs pretty soon, after Adam asked that they leave. The poor guy was sweating, hurting, and looking just awful. I can’t imagine how he felt. He’d obviously smoked too much.
He looked so miserable curled up in that bathtub. He said that he could hear blood running through his veins (ie. the water in the tub draining -_-) and later noted that he was so aware of everything that was touching him, including the air. His stomach and his head were hurting and he kept telling me that he was afraid. I don’t know how long we were in the bathroom, but to him, it seemed like an eternity. For some reason, the whole situation really amused me and I was glad that I was there, despite the fact that I had to miss Cosplay (the main event at Animazement) and the winners of the music videos.
He finally got out and I gave him one of our last towels to dry off. He was about to get in bed when he suddenly ran back into the bathroom…and vomited into the bathtub. -_- Haha…it was so gross. I wish I’d taken a picture of it. You could see individual lo mein noodles in the mound of vomit, once the water had been drained. And the smell was absolutely horrendous. Gah! I’m so mad that I didn’t take a picture!!
Well, we lay down on the bed and a sick Adam soon became a horny Adam. By the time we got back up again, the headboard had ripped off the wall and crashed down.
When Adam was feeling somewhat better and the vomit was somewhat cleaned off, we went downstairs to see if we could make it to see any cosplaying whatsoever. We arrived just as they were showing the music video winners and judging the cosplay. It was too crowded to sit down, so we didn’t really bother and simply met up with Rophia and Benge. We stationed ourselves outside the large cosplay room and messed around with digital cameras.
At one point, I walked into the room to look for my sister. I was about to take my Glaive, but decided that grabbing it from Ben (although he was like a foot away) would be too much of a hassle. Almost right after I walked in, I heard my name called on the stage. I was slightly confused and it took me a couple of seconds to realize that it was my cue to go up and receive my PRIZE!! I actually won a judge’s prize!!! I was so surprised and I walked up there like an idiot, smiling shyly and saying “I had a stick”.
What a coincidence that throughout the entire show, the videos, and the rest of the prize announcing, I just happened to walk in just as they were calling my name!! I love my luck/intuition. And it was only to look for my sister! I got two dvd’s but it was just cool to be recognized and such. Haha…if it hadn’t been for my sister dragging me to it… Aww!! My sister is the best!!
Unfortunately the following events resulted in a tragedy… Haha, well, a funny tragedy. You see, I had been carrying my Glaive around the con for two days already, and it hadn’t even been scratched. I give it to Ben to carry for two minutes and the blade splits in two!!! Lame!!! Almost as lame as his sort of possibly blaming it on his girlfriend -_-. But it was already Saturday night and the thing was easily fixable because I had (thank god) brought my hot glue gun-so I didn’t go crazy and kill everyone. In fact, it made me laugh pretty hard. Plus, it made it possible for me to balance the broomstick on my fingers and attempt to balance it on my chin while some funny asian guy took pictures and laughed.
I don’t think anything interesting really happened after that. Benge and Rophia went to watch FLCL, while Adam and I returned to our room and rested along with the rest of the blockheads in the room. We woke up on Sunday, checked the closet to see if anyone was sleeping in it, bought a NERV messenger bag, and left the Animazment that afternoon. And throughout it all, my chocolate heart didn't melt. ^.
Saturday, Part 3:
Adam stumbled back into the room, rambling and talking nonsense. My sister thought that he was faking his stonedness. Up until he started shaking back and forth and demanding a cold bath. The others helped out but went downstairs pretty soon, after Adam asked that they leave. The poor guy was sweating, hurting, and looking just awful. I can’t imagine how he felt. He’d obviously smoked too much.
He looked so miserable curled up in that bathtub. He said that he could hear blood running through his veins (ie. the water in the tub draining -_-) and later noted that he was so aware of everything that was touching him, including the air. His stomach and his head were hurting and he kept telling me that he was afraid. I don’t know how long we were in the bathroom, but to him, it seemed like an eternity. For some reason, the whole situation really amused me and I was glad that I was there, despite the fact that I had to miss Cosplay (the main event at Animazement) and the winners of the music videos.
He finally got out and I gave him one of our last towels to dry off. He was about to get in bed when he suddenly ran back into the bathroom…and vomited into the bathtub. -_- Haha…it was so gross. I wish I’d taken a picture of it. You could see individual lo mein noodles in the mound of vomit, once the water had been drained. And the smell was absolutely horrendous. Gah! I’m so mad that I didn’t take a picture!!
Well, we lay down on the bed and a sick Adam soon became a horny Adam. By the time we got back up again, the headboard had ripped off the wall and crashed down.
When Adam was feeling somewhat better and the vomit was somewhat cleaned off, we went downstairs to see if we could make it to see any cosplaying whatsoever. We arrived just as they were showing the music video winners and judging the cosplay. It was too crowded to sit down, so we didn’t really bother and simply met up with Rophia and Benge. We stationed ourselves outside the large cosplay room and messed around with digital cameras.
At one point, I walked into the room to look for my sister. I was about to take my Glaive, but decided that grabbing it from Ben (although he was like a foot away) would be too much of a hassle. Almost right after I walked in, I heard my name called on the stage. I was slightly confused and it took me a couple of seconds to realize that it was my cue to go up and receive my PRIZE!! I actually won a judge’s prize!!! I was so surprised and I walked up there like an idiot, smiling shyly and saying “I had a stick”.
What a coincidence that throughout the entire show, the videos, and the rest of the prize announcing, I just happened to walk in just as they were calling my name!! I love my luck/intuition. And it was only to look for my sister! I got two dvd’s but it was just cool to be recognized and such. Haha…if it hadn’t been for my sister dragging me to it… Aww!! My sister is the best!!
Unfortunately the following events resulted in a tragedy… Haha, well, a funny tragedy. You see, I had been carrying my Glaive around the con for two days already, and it hadn’t even been scratched. I give it to Ben to carry for two minutes and the blade splits in two!!! Lame!!! Almost as lame as his sort of possibly blaming it on his girlfriend -_-. But it was already Saturday night and the thing was easily fixable because I had (thank god) brought my hot glue gun-so I didn’t go crazy and kill everyone. In fact, it made me laugh pretty hard. Plus, it made it possible for me to balance the broomstick on my fingers and attempt to balance it on my chin while some funny asian guy took pictures and laughed.
I don’t think anything interesting really happened after that. Benge and Rophia went to watch FLCL, while Adam and I returned to our room and rested along with the rest of the blockheads in the room. We woke up on Sunday, checked the closet to see if anyone was sleeping in it, bought a NERV messenger bag, and left the Animazment that afternoon. And throughout it all, my chocolate heart didn't melt. ^.