i've got nothing to give you except everything
Oh, what a crazy, topsy-turvy day!
Let me begin with last night. I went to see Eisley with Afua, Brynn, Aaron, and Nebeale (spelling?). Eisley was, as expected, AMAZING. The opening bands were wretched, however. They both had really hot bassists though, so Afua and I were mollified. (PS Afua, I looked up Sexy Bassist McDreamerson, and his name is WYLIE!!! IM IN LOVE!!!)
So I went home directly after the concert so I could get some sleep before the review session, which started at 8 the next morning. (Mr. Loeffler, you are a sadist.) Knowing my class and their proclivity towards drinking, I figured Katie, Colleen, Afua and I would be the only ones there. So I wore pajamas. Au contraire! There was a good 20 people there. Slightly embarrassing at first, but that's the way it goes sometimes.
So I was at the review session from 8-12, and I don't think I learned a single thing. Not Loeff's fault, it was just too dang humid to learn. Then I came home and my dad informed me that someone was coming to see the house. I refused to leave, but I really hate interacting with random strangers. I considered hiding in my closet but settled for a belligerent glare (oh, those rebellious teens!).
Did anatomy homework, worked out, took a shower, wrapped Julie's present, then headed out to pick up Katharine. We went to Logan's Ice House or something like that. The waiters made Julie sing "I'm a Little Teapot" in front of everyone. Apparently it was supposed to be a joke, but she really did it. What a pimp.
After eating... oh man. Let me try to condense this. Basically, it's raining like no other, and we try to take shelter in Katharines house but we're locked out so I drive her to her aunt's. In the process, all three of us get soaked, I almost kill us 32498327432 times, and we listen to some sweet tunes.
Now I'm waiting until 10 when I'm FINALLY going to go see "stick it".
Let me ask you the question I asked Missy/Katharine but got no response:
Ok, so say a crazy serial killer was going to murder you (but pain isn't a problem, he's just going to whack you on the head or something). Would you rather
A) Have him kill you in your sleep, so you'd never really know what's going on
B) Wake up, so that you're aware of what's happening
I don't know, each have merits. I mean, I'd be really pissed off if I woke up dead. Or rather, I wasn't aware that I was being killed. But I wouldn't really want the last thing I saw on this world to be a crazy murderer face.
Thoughts?
Let me begin with last night. I went to see Eisley with Afua, Brynn, Aaron, and Nebeale (spelling?). Eisley was, as expected, AMAZING. The opening bands were wretched, however. They both had really hot bassists though, so Afua and I were mollified. (PS Afua, I looked up Sexy Bassist McDreamerson, and his name is WYLIE!!! IM IN LOVE!!!)
So I went home directly after the concert so I could get some sleep before the review session, which started at 8 the next morning. (Mr. Loeffler, you are a sadist.) Knowing my class and their proclivity towards drinking, I figured Katie, Colleen, Afua and I would be the only ones there. So I wore pajamas. Au contraire! There was a good 20 people there. Slightly embarrassing at first, but that's the way it goes sometimes.
So I was at the review session from 8-12, and I don't think I learned a single thing. Not Loeff's fault, it was just too dang humid to learn. Then I came home and my dad informed me that someone was coming to see the house. I refused to leave, but I really hate interacting with random strangers. I considered hiding in my closet but settled for a belligerent glare (oh, those rebellious teens!).
Did anatomy homework, worked out, took a shower, wrapped Julie's present, then headed out to pick up Katharine. We went to Logan's Ice House or something like that. The waiters made Julie sing "I'm a Little Teapot" in front of everyone. Apparently it was supposed to be a joke, but she really did it. What a pimp.
After eating... oh man. Let me try to condense this. Basically, it's raining like no other, and we try to take shelter in Katharines house but we're locked out so I drive her to her aunt's. In the process, all three of us get soaked, I almost kill us 32498327432 times, and we listen to some sweet tunes.
Now I'm waiting until 10 when I'm FINALLY going to go see "stick it".
Let me ask you the question I asked Missy/Katharine but got no response:
Ok, so say a crazy serial killer was going to murder you (but pain isn't a problem, he's just going to whack you on the head or something). Would you rather
A) Have him kill you in your sleep, so you'd never really know what's going on
B) Wake up, so that you're aware of what's happening
I don't know, each have merits. I mean, I'd be really pissed off if I woke up dead. Or rather, I wasn't aware that I was being killed. But I wouldn't really want the last thing I saw on this world to be a crazy murderer face.
Thoughts?