calm before the storm
It's 9:43 am and I'm tired.

I don't exactly remember what happened last night, simply because I had planned on going to bed early and somehow fell asleep on Amalia's couch only to awake under Bri's authority. I think it was funny cause I remember mumbling absolute garbage to Bri and Amalia cause I was completely disoriented of where I was and who I was talking to.

Well, the past weekend was a fun one and I promised I'd post some pictures. Saturday everyone from UP and others went over to Sam's and saw Sweet Chin play some awesome songs from the 80s. It was really crowded in the basement but for the most part, everyone had a good time. Few things I remember:

-poorly executing that damn beer trick Steff showed me; dropped Clay's drink -- I blame him for holding it so loosely like a girl
-feeling bad for Amalia after she dropped and damaged her Polaroid camera (don't worry, she got a new one)
-everyone passing around my green hat; that whore


I had to thank Steff and Bri for again, stepping in and helping us drive all of us that night. It was only on the other side of campus, but it was near or below freezing so it was understandable.

Anyways, I feel sorta anxious about the weekend it being my 21st and the start of the final push towards my last project for this quarter. I'll see what goes down.

Sorry the images are so big. I resized them wrong -- I miss iPhoto.




Tim loves the hat


Clay loves the hat


Bri loves the hat


Dave loves the hat


Steff loves the hat





It was crowded.


Hair swishing

...or swooshing.


I think this is Sam's boss/rooommate. He's short! ...and dancing!