happy st. patrick's day
and lola's eighteenth birthday, officially. instead of out reveling I'm inside doing, shockingly, more homework. ugh, only two days until break.
so about the celebration this weekend. lola, emily, rachel cz, lindsey, this girl yvonne , shawn and I started out friday night going to lucky cheng's. fucking best idea ever. beautiful and not-so-beautiful drag queens zipped about, taking orders and making crude and catty comments to the guests. the hostess, sweetie, was enormous and mean and racist and sexist and drunk and fucking hilarious, it was awesome. lola won a lapdancing contest, which was supposed to promise a bucket of liquor, but only got us a glass because shawn was the only one at the table actually of legal age to drink. I wasn't that concerned with getting drunk so it wasn't that big of a deal, but everyone else flipped hahaha. then lola got a "fucked-up" lapdance from the in-house girl, japanese-fucking-bitch, and was thoroughly molested. fantastic. then they started playing disco stick on the stereo system and we danced with drunk yuppies to lady gaga hahaha. I wound up having to leave just as lola's mom arrived to pay, so I got a ride back.
saturday morning I woke up buttfuck early for the test. it was fucking pouring out, I basically had a headache all the way through, and I had to go home to do MORE work afterward because I knew I wouldn't have any time sunday, but I think the actual test went pretty well. the grammar and reading comprehension and essay are always easy for me and I've spent a few weeks with a math tutor preparing for those bits so I'm hoping my score reflects my confidence coming out.
after taking care of some math and chem I headed back over to lola's where her friend ben, shawn and rachel cz were already around. we ate a shit ton of pizza, met up with another friend chris, and then headed over to this place called fat cat's for pool. it was WAYYYYY too crowded and everyone seemed sort of bitchy so we went to the soho billiard hall instead. lola's dad actually taught me how to play pool! I mean, I still suck, but at least I was capable of landing a ball in a pocket for the first time in my life. there were these really cute girls with short hair at the table nxt to us that shawn kept trying to get me to talk to hahaha but they were obviously into their own group with their own thing. more people showed up, basically lola's other friend ben from school, and rich! rich is so funny, I was so happy to see him again. our whole group was just fucking loud and obnoxious and merry as hell. we nearly got in trouble for threatening each other with the pool cues. that's the best kind of public appearance.
then me, lola, shawn, rich and rachel came back to lola's house. we stopped and bought an arizona for me, a bag of bugles, a sandwich for rich, some fancy beer and four pints of ice cream along the way though. me and shawn sat and stuffed ourselves with ben & jerry's while they drank magic hat until 2 in the morning, which then became 2 in the morning because of fucking daylight saving's time, and then it took like an hour to get everyone into bed and rich on his way home. I fell asleep in lola's UNBELIEVABLY COMFORTABLE bed -the first time I haven't gotten stuck on the couch in forever- around 4.
and then I had a six hour recording session at 10am the next morning, but that was boring and not worth noting. I've really enjoyed chorus for the last three years, but this year I've derived almost no fulfillment or satisfaction from it whatsoever. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna quit next year.
alright, that's it.
cheers.
so about the celebration this weekend. lola, emily, rachel cz, lindsey, this girl yvonne , shawn and I started out friday night going to lucky cheng's. fucking best idea ever. beautiful and not-so-beautiful drag queens zipped about, taking orders and making crude and catty comments to the guests. the hostess, sweetie, was enormous and mean and racist and sexist and drunk and fucking hilarious, it was awesome. lola won a lapdancing contest, which was supposed to promise a bucket of liquor, but only got us a glass because shawn was the only one at the table actually of legal age to drink. I wasn't that concerned with getting drunk so it wasn't that big of a deal, but everyone else flipped hahaha. then lola got a "fucked-up" lapdance from the in-house girl, japanese-fucking-bitch, and was thoroughly molested. fantastic. then they started playing disco stick on the stereo system and we danced with drunk yuppies to lady gaga hahaha. I wound up having to leave just as lola's mom arrived to pay, so I got a ride back.
saturday morning I woke up buttfuck early for the test. it was fucking pouring out, I basically had a headache all the way through, and I had to go home to do MORE work afterward because I knew I wouldn't have any time sunday, but I think the actual test went pretty well. the grammar and reading comprehension and essay are always easy for me and I've spent a few weeks with a math tutor preparing for those bits so I'm hoping my score reflects my confidence coming out.
after taking care of some math and chem I headed back over to lola's where her friend ben, shawn and rachel cz were already around. we ate a shit ton of pizza, met up with another friend chris, and then headed over to this place called fat cat's for pool. it was WAYYYYY too crowded and everyone seemed sort of bitchy so we went to the soho billiard hall instead. lola's dad actually taught me how to play pool! I mean, I still suck, but at least I was capable of landing a ball in a pocket for the first time in my life. there were these really cute girls with short hair at the table nxt to us that shawn kept trying to get me to talk to hahaha but they were obviously into their own group with their own thing. more people showed up, basically lola's other friend ben from school, and rich! rich is so funny, I was so happy to see him again. our whole group was just fucking loud and obnoxious and merry as hell. we nearly got in trouble for threatening each other with the pool cues. that's the best kind of public appearance.
then me, lola, shawn, rich and rachel came back to lola's house. we stopped and bought an arizona for me, a bag of bugles, a sandwich for rich, some fancy beer and four pints of ice cream along the way though. me and shawn sat and stuffed ourselves with ben & jerry's while they drank magic hat until 2 in the morning, which then became 2 in the morning because of fucking daylight saving's time, and then it took like an hour to get everyone into bed and rich on his way home. I fell asleep in lola's UNBELIEVABLY COMFORTABLE bed -the first time I haven't gotten stuck on the couch in forever- around 4.
and then I had a six hour recording session at 10am the next morning, but that was boring and not worth noting. I've really enjoyed chorus for the last three years, but this year I've derived almost no fulfillment or satisfaction from it whatsoever. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna quit next year.
alright, that's it.
cheers.