Back home.... or so it feels.
Well, I'm back at RIT, which feels like home to me. I enjoyed being at
my house for the week, although boring, I hung out with my parents a
lot, that was most of my fun, kinda lame, huh? I hung out with amanda
on tuesday, I think it was. We went to the mall, and walked on the
lake, and she got to meet my farm animals at my house. Then thursday
night I went out to the A Street Pub, with Gary and Krissy, and
Krissy's friend Whitney, it was a lot of fun. I should've probably
drank a little less rum and coke. Then friday went to the Marathon show
at ATA, that was soo omuch fun, I love Marathon, and Fire When Ready.
Saw the Robot guy, and he's 0.01 times the robot I am, I mean, that's
still considerably robotic, but not robotic enough. I just went comma
crazy. Vic's new band was great too. Her Name Is June, was
disappointing, I think we'll leave it at that. Last night went to a
party at Naz, it was a ton of fun. The party itself was actually kind
of lame, but the rest was fun. Got back here at 3am-ish. Now I'm
sitting around, watching Get Shorty, and just generally being awesome.
Oh, I'm also drinking Dr. Pepper.
I don't like how the bored face has a frown, because being bored isn't being sad. Dumb livejournal people.
I don't like how the bored face has a frown, because being bored isn't being sad. Dumb livejournal people.