Homecoming weekend of awesome!
This weekend ended up being more fun than busy. Well...ok, the busyness made it fun. This weekend, both Russell and I were roommate-less. Definitely made for a better weekend. It doesn't matter, since he just ended up staying here... Besides, he's really annoyed with one of his roommates (he's in a triple room) and the fact that he's really not so bright. All-in-all, the roommate's just closed minded. *shrugs* I can tolerate that kind of person, but Russell's just having a cow over the whole situation. They were even having a pretty epic passive aggressive note battle on the dry-erase board on their room door.
Thursday night was the poetry workshop put on by the Poets and Writers Coalition. I did end up bringing that poem and we talked about it and the ones everyone else wrote. There only ended up being about 7 of us. They did like my poem, but they offered some awesome suggestions about how to clean it up here and there. It made me realize, though...how confusingly I write. Everyone's interpretation of "The Laws of Proximity" was sorta on key, but sorta off too. I'm going to clean up the Joshua and the walls falling down metaphor and see if that clears it up any. Another thing I realized is that, in poetry, people are so up front about their emotions. I go to poetry to bury my emotions. I mean, I'm not going to write a poem that just comes out and says "I'm depressed" or whatever...but some of their poetry IS like that. It's almost as if you need to be depressed to be a poet.
After the poetry thing, I met up with Russell and some other friend, who had taken the chance to smoke cigars when I was gone. That smell's starting to grow on me, I tell you. We ended up walking around downtown looking for some open restaurant, to no avail. Why do the dining commons close at 8 on weekends? Not cool. We did end up walking into the crepe place as it was closing. And the people working there felt bad for closing down on us, so they gave us free frozen yogurt and a coupon for free crepes later. ^^ They're super nice.
Anyways, Friday, I went to lunch with my mom at a Moroccan restaurant a few blocks from campus. Let me tell you, that was *delicious*! I had the chicken kabobs. It was similar to Persian food, I thought. And I also tried the national drink of Morocco, which was a mint green tea called Fantasmint. I had one sip and I was SOLD. Ugh. I ended up buying a box of the green tea from the waiter and having my mom drive me to the supermarket to get some fresh mint. YUM. Our town's so cool...Our waiter was telling us all about Moroccan food because we kept asking, like about how the tea was made. He invited us to a class they were having all about how to make all their Moroccan dishes! My mom and I are definitely going. My mom's just glad for an excuse to get out the house on election day. We're going to be the best chefs EVER.
Later that night, Russell wanted to go eat Japanese food, so we went to a restaurant, again in downtown. It was *shrugs* an ok Japanese food joint, but Russell was stoked because he comes from a middle-of-nowhere town where Japanese restaurants are few and far between. He was going berzerk over his "real ramen". Haha, like the one in the microwavable cup is ramen? Kid's funny. Poor, poor guy. I have to introduce him to all my favorite types of food. Like Indian food! I mean, seriously. Indian food = win.
Yesterday (Saturday) was the homecoming game! Whhoo! We pretty much have the best mascot ever. We're the spartans. So we were yelling "This is sparta!!" and the screen showed clips from 300 every so often. Russell and I managed to snag good seats near the front of the student section next to these hilarious slightly drunk guys. I must say that some of the cheers were pretty ace. Directed to the other team after they got a flag: "You f*cked up, you f*cked up!" and when our team got a flag: "Oooohhh sh*t, oooooh sh*t". LOL, yeah, we had a blast high-fiving everyone too. Our team completely CREAMED Utah State. And while watching the game, I think we gathered plenty of evidence that football players are gay. :P Because after that awesomeness, you can't just eat lame dorm food, we went to Pizza My Heart. It was pretty delicious. The radio there kept playing classic rock songs, which always brings up fun conversation.
Last night, after all that, I did end up studying with my Humanities classmates. We're going to study again this afternoon, though. As well as my choir group meeting up to study for our quiz on Wednesday. Oi. I guess today's study day.
Katrina
Ps- I like waking up at 11:30. Well...define "waking up". Actually physically standing up out of bed around 11:30. Haha, more like waking up around 8. Yay weekends.
Thursday night was the poetry workshop put on by the Poets and Writers Coalition. I did end up bringing that poem and we talked about it and the ones everyone else wrote. There only ended up being about 7 of us. They did like my poem, but they offered some awesome suggestions about how to clean it up here and there. It made me realize, though...how confusingly I write. Everyone's interpretation of "The Laws of Proximity" was sorta on key, but sorta off too. I'm going to clean up the Joshua and the walls falling down metaphor and see if that clears it up any. Another thing I realized is that, in poetry, people are so up front about their emotions. I go to poetry to bury my emotions. I mean, I'm not going to write a poem that just comes out and says "I'm depressed" or whatever...but some of their poetry IS like that. It's almost as if you need to be depressed to be a poet.
After the poetry thing, I met up with Russell and some other friend, who had taken the chance to smoke cigars when I was gone. That smell's starting to grow on me, I tell you. We ended up walking around downtown looking for some open restaurant, to no avail. Why do the dining commons close at 8 on weekends? Not cool. We did end up walking into the crepe place as it was closing. And the people working there felt bad for closing down on us, so they gave us free frozen yogurt and a coupon for free crepes later. ^^ They're super nice.
Anyways, Friday, I went to lunch with my mom at a Moroccan restaurant a few blocks from campus. Let me tell you, that was *delicious*! I had the chicken kabobs. It was similar to Persian food, I thought. And I also tried the national drink of Morocco, which was a mint green tea called Fantasmint. I had one sip and I was SOLD. Ugh. I ended up buying a box of the green tea from the waiter and having my mom drive me to the supermarket to get some fresh mint. YUM. Our town's so cool...Our waiter was telling us all about Moroccan food because we kept asking, like about how the tea was made. He invited us to a class they were having all about how to make all their Moroccan dishes! My mom and I are definitely going. My mom's just glad for an excuse to get out the house on election day. We're going to be the best chefs EVER.
Later that night, Russell wanted to go eat Japanese food, so we went to a restaurant, again in downtown. It was *shrugs* an ok Japanese food joint, but Russell was stoked because he comes from a middle-of-nowhere town where Japanese restaurants are few and far between. He was going berzerk over his "real ramen". Haha, like the one in the microwavable cup is ramen? Kid's funny. Poor, poor guy. I have to introduce him to all my favorite types of food. Like Indian food! I mean, seriously. Indian food = win.
Yesterday (Saturday) was the homecoming game! Whhoo! We pretty much have the best mascot ever. We're the spartans. So we were yelling "This is sparta!!" and the screen showed clips from 300 every so often. Russell and I managed to snag good seats near the front of the student section next to these hilarious slightly drunk guys. I must say that some of the cheers were pretty ace. Directed to the other team after they got a flag: "You f*cked up, you f*cked up!" and when our team got a flag: "Oooohhh sh*t, oooooh sh*t". LOL, yeah, we had a blast high-fiving everyone too. Our team completely CREAMED Utah State. And while watching the game, I think we gathered plenty of evidence that football players are gay. :P Because after that awesomeness, you can't just eat lame dorm food, we went to Pizza My Heart. It was pretty delicious. The radio there kept playing classic rock songs, which always brings up fun conversation.
Last night, after all that, I did end up studying with my Humanities classmates. We're going to study again this afternoon, though. As well as my choir group meeting up to study for our quiz on Wednesday. Oi. I guess today's study day.
Katrina
Ps- I like waking up at 11:30. Well...define "waking up". Actually physically standing up out of bed around 11:30. Haha, more like waking up around 8. Yay weekends.