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chu_totoroWow. I can’t believe I wrote all of this junk down... A full 16 pages, 21 if in size 12 Times New Roman font. I wonder who will actually read through all of this. I’d hazard a guess to say no one will go further than skimming. Ah, I can reread it in detail months from now and reminisce...
THINGS I MISSED
Anything that I forgot to mention that should go in week one... will be added on here.
The Capture the Flag game was apparently week 1, and I had a lot to say on Capture the Flag so I tacked it directly into week 1. As well as some other edits, since I obviously screwed up the chronological order...
Yes, I think the balloon game did take place during the first week - Debra had brought her balloon down to social time, and we were all trying to steal it. Poking at it and poking at Debra and pulling at it until she was very agitated. And then finally we made a compromise to play a game of balloon hacky-sack so.... we did. Except the balloon was too light and would keep veering off-direction because of the wind. Moderately fun.
As for weekends... on Saturday our RA group spent some time hanging out in front of Doheny (I think we were waiting for people to get meds, but I’m not sure... we could have just been killing time) and I visited Tiffany’s Doheny room. She had a room on the second floor, but the view wasn’t much better than my ground-floor view last year. Trees and bushes. Very wonderful. Took a few pictures of her room and eventually left to join the rest of the RA group. Also spied yet another copy of the Harry Potter book there.
Later on that same day was Allison’s tampon escapade. And Jessica + Ashley’s interesting stories. Extremely amusing, but I won’t go into detail about it here.
Also, I can’t remember if this happened the first or second week (actually, it may have been second), but Jessica randomly proposed to two people. The first guy wasn’t completely random. He was one of the ninja guys (this is another inside joke) that Allison had dubbed her boyfriend because of the time she changed with the curtains open. They were joking around and Allison dubbed that guy (who was referred to as the “guy in the red shorts” ever since that because he was wearing red shorts at the time) her boyfriend because he was the nerdiest looking of them all. Or something like that.
Anyways, I think someone dared her to propose to him, and she did. And he refused. And then someone else said they would pay her $5 if she proposed to him again, and she did, and he refused, and the person was like “Wait, that doesn’t count!” So Jessica chose some random guy and proposed to him instead. Quite entertaining. She went down on her knees like a formal proposal... and yes, the guy did pay her $5... he couldn’t exactly wiggle out of it. Hehehe~
Ah, how could I forget? Val told us there’d be a fire drill... well, she told us what to do if there was going to be a fire drill, so we all expected one and eventually she just told us there will be one.... and the next morning we staked out. Me and Nicole, primarily. And waited. And waited. And waited for the fire drill that was never to coooome... We had fun counting dots on the ceiling.
MONDAY
The fire drill turned out to be today. Got up early as usual and staked out again, expecting it to be at about 6:30 or 6:45, and both these times passed and we decided that maybe they’d fooled us again. Went into my room and bent down to retrieve some proper clothing from my suitcase when it went off by my ear. Painful experience. According to Val, it should have been at 6:45... I wonder if the guy in charge of setting it off forgot about it and realized too late and rushed to set it off....
Wasted much time waiting outside, saw a lot of poor souls who had decided to shower since it was past 6:45 and had to rush out half-dressed... went back in, and life continued, though a bit rushed.
Skipping over classes...
Actually, on a side note, classes weren’t actually so bad. At this point I believe the frisbee had been lost. Someone threw it on the roof, it seemed like, except it looks like it curved and went off the roof, but when we went around it wasn’t there, and the security guard said it wasn’t on the roof, and when Will and I illegally climbed on the roof (Will actually climbed up and threw the frisbee down... I was halfway up when Ben appeared, red with anger, and told us that the frisbee was to stay on the roof oblivious to the fact that Will had thrown it down...) he saw no neon-green/yellow frisbee either, so that was the end of the frisbee. We played mainly with the heavier white frisbee after that. Makes me kind of sad...
EDIT: Random Observation - Aside from the first two and last two sentences, that entire paragraph was one sentence. ...........
Haha. Look, I was going to talk about classes and that whole paragraph was frisbee talk. But no, really. The actual classes weren’t too bad. Considering I didn’t even choose this class (I had three choices, but my mom forgot about the form and sent it in after the deadline so I got stuck in a random class - Etymologies), it was pretty good. I mean, I could’ve been much worse off...
For weekly this week I did music practice because the activities on the sheet didn’t really interest me, much, and Christine had asked me to go to music practice with her. Had she not, I very likely would have ended up doing dodgeball. According to Elizabeth, dodgeball wasn’t that fun (although Dylan was there *cough*) because they did Trench almost every day. Still, I had fond memories of weekly dodgeball last year, so I wouldn’t necessarily say that.
Allison was originally planning to do something else because she had already done music practice last week, but she changed her mind once more and came to join us. Had I asked her earlier and realized that only three pianos were available, I would most certainly have done something else. After all, with her included, there were three people coming from our hall. Did we think there would be no other pianists? But I didn’t, and when I realized it it was too late to change...
I thought music practice would be held somewhere in Sullivan, for some strange reason, so I was rather surprised when we all got up and trooped off in the direction of the library (instruments and all). I was further startled when we walked into a courtyard and the RA told the people to start practicing. I recognized that courtyard. It was the courtyard right outside the classroom where I took cryptology last year. Granted, last year crypto had some trouble with classrooms and we ended up switching rooms about 4-5 times, but I still recognize all the different places. And that one was the very first, too. Ah,the memories...
And yes, by that time we had noticed the sheer number of pianists. We met Angie and another girl whose name I don’t know and came to be called the “piano-hogger,” but there were more people. Talent show. The band was there, and they completely took over one of the pianos. Later on, some violinists who also happened to be pianists decided that they would practice violin one day and piano another, adding to the list.
But on the first day things were still kind of okay. We were locked out of the piano room for a long time (one of the rooms had a combination lock; the other two unlocked rooms were claimed as soon as we got there) and when we finally got in, me, Christine, and Allison had to share that particular room. Angie was with the piano-hogger next door. Eventually she came over because the piano-hogger was... being a piano-hogger. We each took a turn on the piano (playing, not practicing... I don’t think any of us really ever practiced, that whole week...) and when Angie’s turn came she explained to us how the girl was hogging the piano next door (“That’s why I’m intruding on you guys. Sorry!”). Allison and I were bored, so we decided to go next door and take a look. There we saw that Angie was not exaggerating. And then both of us were secretly irked by this, so Allison took action. It was actually quite amusing to watch.
She waited ‘til the girl had finished one piece, and before she could start anything else, Allison went “Oooh, oooh, can you pleeeease let us play? I want to show you our cool duet piece! It’s really short!!” And jumped around like, “Sorry, I’m hyper!” And the piano-hogger wasn’t that shameless, after all. She knew she’d been on the piano for a long time and, I mean, she couldn’t exactly say no. So she let us, and Allison dragged me over to play the duet, except I think she kept messing up on purpose, and then afterwards she made me continuously play random songs that I knew until the session ended. The piano-hogger girl just stood there reluctantly, looking more and more anxious... Near the end of the session she finally ventured to ask, “Um, are you guys almost done...?” and Allison cheerfully replied, “Well, weekly is over for today anyways, so I guess it doesn’t matter.” Hahahaha... we’re such meanies. I’m sure she called us the piano-hoggers when she got back. But she started it. =P The third piano room was taken over by the band the entire time.
For daily I did spongeball with Elizabeth. We were separated onto opposite teams and Elizabeth got onto the same team as Louis while I was stranded on the other side... haha, just kidding. Tiffany was with me. Very fun. This round they had many many sponges. Plenty to spare. In future games they somehow managed to lose all the sponges and we had to play with only five, though that wasn’t so bad either. But this round there were just always some sponges to spare, so I could continuously grab more of them.
Dip the sponges and peg people. *nod* Fuuuuuuun. Alex and certain others whose names I don’t know... throw way too hard. They want to kill you or something. I kept getting hit up at the front (because I run up to the buckets to dip my sponge) which was very inconvenient because when you’re down you must catch a sponge to get up again, and most sponges sail over you if you’re in the front. In the back, you’re in the perfect place to catch them. Anyhow, I tried catching one of Alex’s throws and I was very glad I didn’t because it sailed past at such speed (ramming full force into someone behind me) that had I caught it, I would either have been bowled over backwards or my head would have been taken off. Literally.
So yes, some people were scary. But it was still exciting. I think at one point I was the only person left alive on my team. o.o;; Lots of dodging, rolling, hiding behind people who were down, and throwing. =D I actually managed to survive for a few minutes. *proud*
Study hall was study hall, and social time... I think we were possibly discussing drag day. Or playing with Debra’s balloon. Can’t remember exactly when was what... It might have been the day when Allison started rambling to Deb, Tiff, and Lynnelle about how she got two sodas out of the soda machine (a story which Eliza and I had already heard, being her hallmates) and me/Eliza got extremely bored, wandered away, and happened upon Del getting table-topped.
So many possibilities... This is what happens when you don’t keep a journal. I believe Monday was also when I called home and discovered that my sister had bought a hamster while I was away. >>
TUESDAY
Going to activities...
Music practice again. We attempted to switch off at 30 minute intervals (6 pianists, 3 pianos, 1 hour playing - 2 pianists to a piano and 30 mins per pianist), except then we found out that weekly activities didn’t last an hour. No, they last only 45 minutes, so we quickly changed the plan to 20 minute intervals. It didn’t quite work out, either, and we just ended up hanging out mostly and randomly switching off on the piano. No one dared stay very long for fear of unknowingly turning into a piano-hogger. Relatively interesting, but still mostly a waste of time. Allison borrowed my Lord of the Rings books and spent the whole time alternately reading and talking to us. She didn’t play at all.
For daily I supposedly signed up for Duck Hunt - an activity in which you glue feathers all over the RA so he looks like a duck (supposedly), and then “hunt” him - but when I got there the RA told us that we had no materials. Apparently he’d requested feathers and glue, but the office forgot to supply them. So we would do cloudwatching instead. ....we looked up at the sky. There were no clouds.
......
He took us down to the Sunken Gardens area and acknowledged the fact that it was a cloudless, sunny day. But as we could do nothing else (he wouldn’t let us go join the other activities), he told us to stay where we were, hang out, and socialize.
I hung out with Curie and Cordy in the beginning. We talked, went over to sit in one of these empty car-things that the worker people drive around in, and while there I took some pictures of people learning how to dance. I also took pictures of a random group of people sitting under a tree, and How to be a Central American Dictator. Then we started meandering around as we talked, and I discovered their obsession over a guy they considered particularly “hot” (Tiffany should know... she became very annoyed when I mentioned it and confirmed it at once). Personally, I’d say they had bad taste. But I have no idea how you really go about defining the word “hot” when it’s used to describe sexiness... so whatever. On a random note, I think I remember Allison having a conversation about this exact topic (how you define a guy’s “hotness”) with Angie, but I don’t think I ever heard the conclusion of their discussion.
Anyhow, we wandered around for a bit and eventually decided that this was pretty boring. So then we headed over to a palm tree and lay down in the shade for a while. To be honest, it wasn’t any less boring than what we were doing before. There was another group of people there - I don’t know what activity they were doing, but I distinctly recall someone (I think Ken) turning around and giving us a very weird look. But then again, the three of us were stretched out in the shade of a palm tree. If you think about it, the palm tree doesn’t give much shade. So between the three of us, we kind of lined up candlestick fashion to get in the shady parts. We must have looked rather odd.
After a bit of that, I decided to observe the How to be a Central American Dictator group, which was basically playing spongeball with some paint added in. Then I saw Lynnelle there and decided to go talk to her. And in doing that, I slipped incognito into the game of spongeball. Spongeball is always fun. I was distracted, though, talking to Lynnelle the whole time, so actually I was dodging more or less reflexively and didn’t really throw. I distinctly recall Alan dodging a sponge and ending up near the two of us, and he showed me his painted mustache and was laughing fit to kill... Yes, it was quite entertaining. I also saw Dylan and greeted him briefly (“Hello, fellow impersonator.”). Aside from him, there were a number of Duck Hunt people there, and some of them were even more active than the Dictator people...
Eventually their RA told them all to stop and sit down on the steps. Then he announced that they were going to go assault the Guerilla Warfare activity. But right then two people were told off for mixing in when they weren’t in the activity and wasting the materials... and our RA just had to stick his head in at the same time and ask “Are any of my guys over here? I seem to be missing some...” and the Dictator group’s RA got mad and said, “Whoever’s here that doesn’t belong here, please return to your proper activities!!”
About 7 people stood up (me included) and left while the Dictator people goggled. Heard some guy going “Whoa... wha...” ...I found it very funny. But unfortunately, this meant we could no longer mix in with them. So we all went back to the shade, and I took pictures of the people who had paint all over them. Sat on the railing, talked with Dylan a bit, and then noticed Harleen hanging around close by and ditched the railing to hide behind the wall and hope she hadn’t seen me while Dylan threw me a weird, what-are-you-doing look. Unfortunately she did see me and came down the steps to ask me what time it was.
I didn’t have a watch, but I think someone else informed her... anyways, at that point I decided maybe it was a good idea to go follow the Dictator people, who had finally finished their talk and were standing up in a single file line to head over to Guerilla Warfare. I caught up with Lynnelle, but Harleen followed me, and I really didn’t feel like talking to her at the moment and answering her random questions and whatever, and at that point I spied Curie and Cordy, still chatting as they meandered around, so I waved goodbye to Lynnelle and Harleen and headed over there.
I didn’t really talk to them much, just hung out and listened, and after a while we split up and I went through the building back to where I was before. But nothing much was happening there either, so I went over to Regent’s Terrace and watched Val mess around with an electric guitar. And watched the talent show people until Daily activities ended.
Nothing interesting occured during dinner or study hall.
This social time was clothing-exchange time, drag day being the next day. Elizabeth brought skirts, Debra brought many shirts and skirts, Tiffany brought something I don’t remember, and I brought a set of clothing as well. The guys gave us their clothes, and Joseph decided to join at the last minute, ran all the way back to Huesman, and got an extra set of clothes. So we traded off and the guys went into Rosecrans to try the stuff on. They took a very long time. It turns out they each tried on everything. And almost ripped my shirt. *glare*
That took pretty much the entire social time. While waiting, we decided who gets what. Debra and Elizabeth got first call on the clothes because they donated more of their stuff (None of my stuff was actually used because they were all too small ;_;). But Joseph’s jeans looked like they were way too big, so I asked for a belt and Chet took his off to give to me. (_ _);; He substituted with his lanyard.
It was extremely funny back at the dorms. Everyone was busy trying out drag clothing. Ashley had obtained a full set, boxers and baseball cap included. Then she attempted to walk like a guy and the results were absolutely hilarious. Went to sleep still chuckling...
WEDNESDAY
Drag day. Everyone spent most of the morning dressing up, running around to see other people, and laughing their heads off. Actually, the drag clothes weren’t that funny, but when girls try to walk like guys... sometimes it’s enough to throw you into a fit of laughter. Ahahaha... The Mulan movie wasn’t exaggerating. We discovered that it’s extremely hard to “swagger” around the way a guy does. We can “swagger”... but it’s almost more of a... girl swagger. Also participated in some discussions about how guys have a different center of balance than girls.
Joseph’s shirt was waaaay too big. Felt like pajamas. And Chet’s belt was a big help. Tried tying my hair up but it didn’t make me look any more like a guy so I ended up leaving it down...
Breakfast was ridiculously funny. Particularly the guys. They looked much funkier in feminine clothing than girls look in guy clothing. Numerous skirts. =P Quan was a bit freaky, though. He looked exactly like a girl. You couldn’t tell the difference. A pity I didn’t get a picture of it. However, I still have a lot of other great drag pictures.
Many of the guys in my class were thoroughly boring and didn’t bother to go through with drag at all, but then you have someone like Will, in Ashley’s lovely clothing... mildly frightening... Robert was also dressed up by Jessica. He even had make-up on. The two of them proved a rather interesting distraction during class.
Ended up changing back before activities because I didn’t like the feeling of the giant pajama-like shirt (Joseph, you might continuously insist that they are not large, but the fact is, they are... so there.) very much. And Chet also wanted his belt back before activities, for whatever reason. It was kind of sad. A lot of people changed back. But I guess you can’t expect, say, the breakdancers to breakdance in a skirt. Ahahaha~ That would be funny.
Not much to say on music practice. Can’t remember my daily so scratch that. I do recall sitting out on the grass while waiting for music practice, and looking over and seeing Quan in his hot-pink dress. x.x And some guy pounced on him as a joke (“Hey there, slut!”) except it looked uber-real because he looked just like a girl and it was very disturbing. It’s also disturbing when he fixes his tissue-paper-boobs because he looks so real and it just... looks wrong...
Didn’t see Chet, and didn’t have any pockets now that I was back in girl clothing, so I asked Christine to keep the belt for me, just during music practice. Saw him after weekly (before daily), and threw him his belt back...
I know I did the same daily as Tiffany, but being such the awesome friend that she is, she couldn’t remember. So honestly, I have absolutely no idea. For some reason I was under the impression that it was Capture the Flag, which couldn’t have been right, now that I think about it, because people weren’t in drag clothes. I think because I remembered that it was on a Wednesday and I just got it fixed in my head that it wasn’t the first week. Even though it was. Mmph. So my first week is undergoing some major editing as of the moment.
At dinner we did some drag-clothes-returning, except Debra, who had very spiritedly kept her drag clothes on the entire day. And not that much of the drag clothes were actually returned. I have a video clip on my camera where I think Del just said something about returning the clothing and you hear this over the cafeteria noise:
Del: Yeah
Deb: Now?
Del: What?
Deb: You have it now?
Del: Not now. (sarcastic) No, I have it in one of my many pockets.
Deb: Now?!
Del: No!! I was kidding!
Deb: Uhhh~ *exasperated sigh* ...I’m wearing it on my head!
I find that rather amusing.
Anyhow, clothing-returns were finalized at social time, and thus drag day ended.
THURSDAY
Skipping ahead... music practice was relatively interesting this particular day. I didn’t really play at all. Two silly violinists/pianists thought they would practice violin some days and piano some days and so there were even more pianists and I rather gave up. Tried bringing a book (“The Good Earth,” borrowed from Eliza), but ended up more or less talking the whole time. Had some rather odd conversations with Allison and Angie.
Daily was Olde Fashione Dodgeballe. I’d been hoping for a free-for-all... an every-man-for-himself type game because I’m better at that. ‘Twas lots of fun last year. But no, it was a team game. And yes, quite old fashioned. Trench without the trench. Now I wonder if I shouldn’t’ve picked fireball instead... we didn’t even get to use the gym. We had to go way back to this little basketball court to play. Rather pathetic, really.
Tiffany was with me; she was on my team. Del and Louis happened to be on the other team. Moderately fun. Tiff and I, being girls, had some trouble throwing hard the way most guys could. I threw, anyways, and hit some people sometimes, and missed a lot of the times, and got out half the times because they’d catch my weak throw.... Tiff didn’t really throw much. She did, sometimes, but a lot of the time she would just retrieve balls and give them to me. That was more of a job for the people who were out, but they mostly just stood there and watched. There being only 5 or 6 balls, this posed a problem and it was lucky there were people like Tiff around.
General rules: If you’re hit, you’re out. If someone catches your ball, you’re out. If you attempt to catch a ball and drop it, you’re out. If you catch a ball you can let someone on your team back in. When you get out you mostly retrieve balls for your team.
The actual court was small, but the corridor/place/whatever was extremely long, and the balls could go very far back. It was okay in general. No one really tries to hit me because they don’t think of me as much of a threat. (At least, definitely not much of a threat compared to, say, the short blue-shirt kid or the tall blonde kid...) Except Del and Louis occasionally would get me/Tiff out, just to be annoying.
This was also the day when Chet tried to sit on Debra, because that’s what my camera date says. =P Amusing...
I think this study hall was when Ben/Aryn decided that we were allowed to do our workbook out on the grass if we wished. That’s what we always do during study hall... the workbook, and some reading. So everyone went outside on the grass and worked till break, whereupon we played frisbee (the remaining three frisbees still lived... they would get on the roof and off it, and on and off and on and off but they still survived, for the most part). We had to go in after break because it was too dark.
Nothing much happened in social time. We... socialized.
I think this was the night when me and Elizabeth had a long roommate chat before we went to bed. We talked lots. About nothing and everything. Eventually it lead to future roommate talks... And when we ran out of things to talk about... I think it was the night when I was thoroughly amused by some airplane lights and thoroughly amused Eliza in doing so. ...we were both tired...
(Me: Look, there’s a little flashing light.. wheee... it’s moving... oh, it’s an airplane light, I knew that.. Wheee~ Go airplane~ Eliza: ..... Me: Look, it’s another one... it’s fl-ASHing and fl-ASHing and f... Eliza: You’re too easily amused. Me: But look! Little glowing lights that flash and move awaaaay... doesn’t it amuse you? Eliza: I think I’ll refer to you as the Easily Amused One from now on. Me: Wheee... That’s too long. Make it E.A.O. or something. Eliza: E.A.O... Eao? ‘Eee-auu!’ Yes, you are the Eao!)
I think we came up with more crazy names that she could call me, and we both acted kind of crazy (you get hyper when you’re tired...), and eventually went to sleep.
FRIDAY
Class and breakfast boring as usual. Or actually, I think we might’ve played the word game during class. That’s when we split into teams (we kept the same teams all three weeks). Team 1 = Eli, Nicole, Will, Howen, Robert, and Romy. Team 2 = Christine, me, Jessica, Yongju, and Nathan. You immediately see that team 2 has a big disadvantage. We have 5 people, they have 6. And to make matters worse, Eli counts as 3 people so technically we were outnumbered by three. The game went as follows:
Each team would find 6 words out of the dictionary (no proper nouns, though) and write down the word and the definition. Then we think of two more false definitions for the word. When both teams are ready, the game begins. One person from each team goes up to the board. The person from team 1 writes their word on the board, reads out the definitions, and the person from team 2 tries to guess if the correct answer is A, B, or C. If they get it right, they get a point (A tally mark on the board). If not, nothing happens. They don’t get a point. Only the person up there is allowed to guess. The rest of the team isn’t allowed to help. And then reverse the process and team 2 gives team 1 a word. Then two different people go up and.... you get the idea.
That was pretty fun, actually. I learned what the word “ballyhoo” meant. Ahaha~ One of the false definitions we gave for it was “An Elizabethian undergarment.” XD Jessica’s idea. It actually just means “loud advertising,” but we successfully confused the other team into answering wrongly.
Wheeeee! Elizabethian undergarments!
Team 2 was actually winning, and we might have won the game if not for the bonus rounds. You’re allowed to wager points for the bonus question, and team 2, us lot of reckless fools, always wagered too many points and lost them. And when we decided to be safe and wager only a few points, the question would be easy. How unfair. Oh well. On the last class we decided that since we were losing, we’d have to wager all of our points and hope for the best. We lost 21 to 0. Or something like that.
A random side mention: Somehow our team always managed to find a few perverted words or have a few somewhat perverted definitions. Poor prepubescent Howen was corrupted... but he was already getting corrupted by Will anyways... and seemed entirely all too gleeful at his own corruption... He actually seemed... eager... to be corrupted. ;_; Okay, that was pretty random.
Moving on, music practice was actually interesting this day. This was the day I literally didn’t touch the piano. Too many pianists. I spent most of the time exploring. I went through the entire music building (the one with the pianos in it) and discovered a locked room labelled “Music practice,” and when I looked in, there was a grand piano there. A shabby one, to be sure, but certainly better than the 3 upright ones we were given to practice on. When I asked the RA about it, though, she told me that the school had only allowed entrance to the three crappy rooms and other rooms were to remain locked. I also saw another room with a keyboard and a lot of other percussion instruments in it, but it was also locked and I doubted that I would have better luck trying the RA again.
There were stairs, so I ran up there and poked about a bit. There were a few locked doors and an empty classroom, nothing much of interest, so I eventually went down. That was pretty much the extent of the music building.
After that I went outside and wandered around a bit. Went to the bathroom, and then kind of poked around reminiscing. Decided to visit my old cryptology classroom and discovered that it was locked. But I knew a back way in, so I slipped inside that building (because the main doors into the building weren’t locked; on a side note, right before I actually went in the door, a man came out with an extremely cute dog and walked away..) and went around the familiar vending machines and tried the backdoor. And to my surprise, it actually worked.
Went inside, looked around, was saddened because the classroom was empty. And it wasn’t the same. All the wheeled-little-rollie-chairs were gone. Normal chairs were stacked up over in a corner. The tables were arranged differently, too, although the old podium was still there. Plenty of markers, new ones (unlike last year), so I took one and wrote in a corner of the board “Foxfire was here” as a memento. I even shaded it with different colors. I would have written “Adela was here” except I’m not stupid enough to do that in case someone finds my name there before CTY is over, though I doubt it really would have put me in much trouble...
Went out the previously locked door because it obviously wasn’t locked from the inside as well, and walked away despite some guys giving me weird glances (they saw me trying that very same door earlier, and they knew it was locked). Talked with the RA a bit, talked with Christine some, ambled around, realized that Allison and co. had obtained a piano room, joined them briefly, and weekly activities ended.
Ate dinner, did nothing much in particular ‘til the dance.
HOLLYWOOD DANCE
Rosecrans courtyard, Hollywood themed. Nothing remotely close to Hollywood so just went down in a brown shirt and a borrowed white skirt from Elizabeth. No idea why I didn’t wear my own black skirt. Oh well. Turns out it was a good thing I saved it. Perfect for the black and white dance. Elizabeth ignored the theme like me. Others, such as Ashley and Debra, went all-out. Or at least did the best they could.
This dance was not fun. Period. They allowed song requests, and then played very many slow fast songs. Very... unfun. The songs played in the very beginning were not bad, but that was the period of time when most people were self-conscious and only Deb, I, and Tiff would kind of dance and we didn’t really dance but when it came time for people to stop being so self-conscious.... by then the songs were bad.
And the people! They made me massively angry. Since the last dance, we’ve all made friends and they would bring more friends and if they saw us dancing they would squeeze into the circle except they won’t really dance. They’d just kind of dance halfheartedly and when you have a massive circle it’s essential for most of the people to get really into it because otherwise no one can get really into it. Deb and I tried to energize the people. We really did try. But we failed. There were too many people..
So then we decided to split. ...I don’t know how many times we split the circle, but it didn’t work. The two of us would make our way out, and we’d be alone for a while, but then people like Eliza and Tiff would notice our absence and gradually trickle over, which wasn’t so bad, but once they’d left the rest of the circle would notice and follow them over. And then back to the giant circles. ‘Twas terrible. I mean, there were... well, me, Eliza, Tiff, Deb, and Lynnelle (in the beginning), then Curie and Cordy, Del, Louis, and other muffinmen, Dylan, Allison, Nicole, Christine, sometimes Harleen... other people I don’t know, and other people whom I forgot. It makes me miss last year and our little foursome with Leslie and Corinna, and sometimes Denise. We were a great little circle. =)
At some point we managed to break out of the circle and squeeze into throngs of people nearby so other people couldn’t find us, and there were only about 3-4 of us, and then we were able to dance without being dragged down (I can’t find a better word for it... Debra should know what I mean) by the halfhearted people and actually have some fun. But they sought us out eventually...
Only maybe the last 1/3 of the dance was fun. It grew more enjoyable towards the end. They started playing better songs, canons and others (like the butt song) that were good to dance to. And the people were more energized and finally, though the circles were still rather large, most of the people were actually dancing and it was actually fun.
On a random note, I suck at swing-dancing. If I ever go to CTY again, I should take that for a weekly. Or a daily. Whatever.
Anyways, near the end it wasn’t much of a circle anymore. Turned into an oval/ellipse, and then we were squished on so many sides that it became more of a corridor. Random people trying to get somewhere would run “down” our corridor because it was most convenient that way. It was pretty funny. Around that time Eliza started disappearing, but no one thought much of it because a number of people were separated after the trains (izzat how you spell it?) during “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” and people were still kind of popping up randomly. We just assumed she was dancing elsewhere.
She did show up briefly at the “corridor” we had made, and Dylan went to talk to her and a bunch of people kind of shoved them over like “They need quiet time together! Hahaha~” because Dylan was worried about her earlier and we were laughing at him about that (we’d no idea she’d gotten a nerve inflammation x.X). And then she, Dylan, and Tiffany pretty much disappeared for the rest of the night... there’ll be more on that in a second.
Slow dances: Dylan x Eliza (neehehe) but they split up halfway through the song because it was “boring?” I think Tiffany might have danced with someone very briefly but I don’t remember. I danced with Dylan too but I think we split up halfway as well because Eliza showed up (nyeheheh). I think Yong officially ditched me as his dance partner. >> I waved to him, though, and he waved back.
Louis x Debra on Stairway (A-hem what happened to not liking the song? Forgotten for Debra’s sake? *koff koff*), and me x Del. Eliza, Tiff, and Dylan were, um, busy right then.
_ _;; I always seem to dance with people that spin in place. After a while I was like “Um, why are we spinning?” Hahaha~ Deja vu... I asked Johnathan the exact same question during Harker’s pathetic school dance. Ah well, this time we had more of an “art” to our spinning. We were attempting to see Debra and Louis, except only one person could see at a time. (I saw Joseph looking sad and running off ;_;) So we had a reason. Better than the crazy random spinning of Johnathan’s during the school dance. That was kind of scary.
American Pie was a bit messed up this time. The giant circle was still not formed properly (of course, the courtyard is a bit small for that and the line of people kind of doubled up and stuff... And on the second time, some idiots ran out too early... it was okay, though. Deb and I danced still because we had to be the energetic people the whole way through, no? (We paid for it back at the dorms... X.x) Del knew all the lyrics and he sang along, except halfway through his voice died. Pretty funny.
There weren’t very many breakdancers or, what were they called? Ravers? ...this year. They had a few circles but it didn’t compare to the awesome guys last year. Kind of sad... Now...
ELIZA’S STORY (and also the rest of Friday night)
Right after the dance I pretty much dropped dead. Hordes of people were returning to Desmond and I just kind of blindly followed them, noticing only with the tiniest fraction of my consciousness that there seemed to be RAs and some other people gathered on the first floor for something. Went up, changed, attempted to revive myself by splashing water on my face which worked somewhat, wondered briefly where Eliza was, and headed out to see if there’d be a hall meeting.
The rest of my hall was kind of talking, and someone asked me what happened to Eliza. I wasn’t sure why they asked, until I figured out a minute later that Eliza was the one downstairs... someone asked me “You do realize that she’s crying downstairs and there are like policemen with her?” No, they weren’t policemen... just health officers... and no, I didn’t realize that... but when I did, it naturally made me rather anxious.
So I went down to the second floor to ask Debra, who promptly invited me to a sleepover. She was quiet surprised to hear that something’s happened, and after some talking we decided to go down and take a look. Not good. We peered out and Eliza was sitting on a chair, all bent over (like in a perfect barfing position although she didn’t look like she was going to barf) and looking very ill and a bunch of people in health uniforms were there... and then someone noticed us and they politely told us to GO AWAY, so we had to.
Debra had her hall meeting to attend to, so I went upstairs and people asked me questions and I asked them questions and no one really had any answers. We did learn that Eliza had informed Allison that she wasn’t feeling well. Something about how she can feel the blood rushing out of her arm. (What?!) Then I called Tiffany to see if she knew anything, and she revealed that she was there the whole time and I think she would’ve started ranting to me except she had to go to her hall meeting. And she confirmed what Allison said.
So I went back down to Deb’s and we tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong and came up with the idea that maybe she was hyperventilating. We know she has that problem, and also that she lost her inhaler a long time ago, and it was quite probable considering circumstances at the dance. Then we poked around downstairs again (poor Eliza wasn’t looking much better) and Val made us go back up this time. I called Tiffany again, and this time she told us that Eliza had been complaining about her hands going numb, and the numbness moving up her arms and into her head (o.o EEP!) and how she couldn’t really move properly. And she assures us it wasn’t hyperventilation. She wasn’t breathing hard, and she was thinking clearly most of the time.
Apparently Tiff and Dylan were there the whole time, and Tiff recounted how Eliza had trouble drinking a cup of water and spilled half of it. Then she couldn’t walk and Dylan had to half-carry her off the grass to sit down (I think somewhere behind the stage). They stayed with her ‘til the end of the dance, although Eliza had guilt issues and kept urging them to go have fun. And leave her there? Like they would do that...
Eliza tells me her brain went kind of fuzzy later and she thought she saw me (more correctly, the white skirt I was wearing) and Louis (or some guy in a black shirt) nearby, but she couldn’t have because we know for a fact we weren’t there. Very freaky. Then Val came up and told us that she’d gone to the hospital and told me specifically not to worry (I think because I was poking my head down too much) except it’s kind of hard not to worry when your best friend/roommate is in the hospital...
After much hesitation, I then decided to accept Debra’s offer and moved my sheets and blankets down to her room. Actually, I don’t think I would’ve minded sleeping in my room (there’s a mattress! An oh-so-soft mattress even if it’s a crappy mattress it’s still better than the floor) by myself... I probably would have just dropped dead and fallen asleep. As it is, I ended up sleeping in Debra’s room, and we pinned up a sign saying “Eliza you’re welcome any time! Just shove Adela and she’ll move over for you.” We played some more of Lynnelle’s word games and eventually we all fell asleep...
SATURDAY
Woke up early in the morning. Felt uncomfortable on the floor, slipped out, and checked up on my room. There was a note on the door, scribbled on binder paper, that went something like this:
If I’m not awake, please wake me up for breakfast! (As if you wouldn’t...) It’s 1:30 in the morning... not cool! x.x
-Eliza
PS I’m so sorry Tiffany and Dilan for ruining the dance for you!!
(random arrow pointing to “Dilan”) Did I spell that right?
Hehehe. “Dilan.” I went in as quietly as I could and she was asleep, so I did all of the normal stuff you do in the mornings and went back down to Debra’s several times to collect things I’d forgotten. I think I also did my laundry. Oh yeah, I did. And I also did something very stupid. I was planning on two loads wash, two loads dry. But then I changed my mind and decided to have two loads wash, one load dry. And when time came to put in the second load I realized that if I wanted to wash my pajamas I’d have nothing to wear except my CTY shirt. Had to borrow shorts from Debra until they finished. Very stupid... good thing I did it early in the morning.
The rest of my hall woke up eventually, read the note, were glad, and life went on... Eliza eventually woke up and informed me that she had gotten a “nerve inflammation,” supposedly. She’d sat in the hospital and waited for hours (because her case was obviously not so important as, say, someone whose leg had just been chopped off), and eventually it just wore itself out and she was fine again. Then the hospital people gave her a bunch of tests, said she seemed okay, and sent her back to LMU.
How completely stupid. She could have hung out with us, in Debra’s room, or just with the hall. I chatted with her a bit, mostly told her what we were doing last night while she was gone. I also pointed out that she spelled Dylan wrong. Hehe. Then she half-cornered me and asked me if I liked Dylan. As in romantically. Apparently Dylan asked her that? (*koff* Really? Sure you didn’t just want to know? Hahaha, just kidding.) Told her no and we both tried to guess why he would ask that, and that led us onto the topic of the dance, which lead onto rants of big circles and halfheartedly dancing people, which lead to more in-depth discussions of the ways people dance halfheartedly, and how some people don’t dance at all and act like blocks of wood... roommate chatter.
Can’t remember if I skipped breakfast, but it doesn’t really matter, eh? Nothing interesting of note until the talent show.
EDIT: Or wait... now I remember. Eliza and I went and hung out randomly on the Doheny grass, just because. Then we visited Tiff, and she came to take a look at our Desmond room, but when she went back Kathy, her evil RA, got very mad at her and punished her. She had to miss a social time. ;_; After that Eliza was bored and she left the room and I found her out on Doheny grass again, and we just kind of hung out on the grass and I almost fell asleep... and then eventually we ate lunch, moved to Sunken Gardens, and relaxed under a palm tree (I think we started singing songs) until it was almost time for the talent show. Then we went in and left with our RA group.
....Sunken Gardens can make you feel extremely small.
TALENT SHOW
A pretty good one, as it goes. However, they promised a prize to the most enthusiastic RA group, which was the wrong thing to do. The groups were so enthusiastic that they almost deafened everyone with their cheering, and gave all too many standing ovations, blocking the view.
In my opinion, Max’s piano medley was the best act there. Funny idea too, sticking La Campanelle in there. Everyone sees “La Campanelle,” and they think it’s just the random piece by Liszt (actually, La Campanelle is a good piece... one of my “must-plays,” as my mother calls them...) and when it comes time for the act, they get quite a surprise. Oh yes, and the guys dancing with the brooms were pretty funny.
He was an excellent pianist... People rushed up to the front and bowed down to him at the end. I was really mad at myself for not bringing my camera to the Talent Show. Not just him. There were many acts that deserved to go on camera. A number of people sang. I remember the Korean guy who was bumped back because his background music couldn’t be played, but he sang it anyways. Didn’t understand the song, though. I remember the piano-hogger girl also sang something (I don’t remember her name). And someone else sang something that was supposedly in Kingdom Hearts? Leah’s Jet Plane song was good. =) Aaaand... There were two serenades, I think. One was okay. The other one was... slightly frightening.
Some things were rather random. For example, the guy who came up and said a bunch of things about... evil sentient hamsters? Something like that.
Mustafa’s Hamlet show was pretty funny. Nicole was in it... they all wore pajamas! Haha. I couldn’t hear a lot of what they were saying, though. They had some funny moments, passing the mic around.
Then there was the slut dance... what was it really called? That’s what everyone in my hall seemed to call it, so I just followed suit. Harleen was in it, and so was Curie, I think, and overall it was okay. Not very together, but... They had only so much time to practice, after all. Still. I guess when your family is into performing arts and your sister is a dancer majoring in dance and has been taught by nearly every teacher in the Bay Area and you’ve travelled all the way to China just to see the Tao-Li-Bei dance competition... I guess maybe you just critique dances with a higher eye?
There was also another dance with just two girls. I felt really sorry for the girl in the pink shirt because she didn’t seem to know what she was doing. I wouldn’t have liked to be in her place. She kept glancing over at the other girl, and she was a step behind in every move. The other girl was good though, although everyone in my hall agreed that she was a slut. ;_;
Don’t remember anything else. Oh, yes, there was a weird rap guy. And the band from music practice. They made me somewhat indignant because they didn’t even really use the piano. All that piano hogging for nothing... Oh well... It was pretty good, for the most part.
There was more, but if I can’t remember them they probably weren’t that interesting. Quan’s RA group did a slightly disturbing dance, and the RAs had a watermelon-eating competition but there’s nothing more I remember.
CASINO NIGHT
Held outside Doheny this year. Very cold. Deeply regretted not bringing a jacket... Deb got all dressed up for it. I’m not sure why. Had a hunch that she might, though, because she had been advising me and Eliza to dress up earlier. Anyhow, it looks like she had fun, so I’ll just drop it at that.
We started off with less money than everyone else. Val initially passed the money out evenly, then decided she needed to keep some for herself and took most of it back. So while everyone else started with about 40000 total, we started with about 20000. Val assured us that her money = our money. Wroooong. Because she said that, she was the one RA we did not leech off of. But everyone else leeched off of her. So at the end, she had none of the money she started out with because she gave it all away. Otherwise our hall would have made much more. At least 20000 more, at any rate, which is a sizable amount when it comes to bidding.
Stuck to Nicole and Christine for the most part. We were the llama trio. Heh. Annie was our first target just because she happened to be my RA last year. Poor her. She also happened to be the doorguard person, with no particular game to host, and easy to leech off of.
We asked her if she would pay us for singing, and she readily agreed. It was still early, after all. She paid us meager amounts for our valiant efforts (we sang as much of the llama song as we knew, I swear!) and after some discussion we decided it wasn’t enough. So we started singing the llama song again. And kept singing. And singing. And singing... until Annie begged us to go away. And we kept singing, and singing, and singing until she finally paid us to leave. Measly amounts. Since when did she become so stingy? So we sang until she paid us satisfactory amounts of money.
Gleeful and feeling highly triumphant, we secured other targets and deployed the same procedure on them. Although we changed tactics a bit - we’d sing the llama song first, and then to annoy them we’d sing “I know a song that gets on everybody’s nerves.” Quite effective.
I also got money for singing Itsumo Nando Demo, the Spirited Away theme song, and Nicole for singing American Pie. Christine got hundreds simply by guessing the amount of shoes an RA had in her room. (27 was the correct answer, by the way). Nicole also did some cool karate moves, whereas an RA decided that me doing a bridge was worth some money. Tiffany attempted a bridge as well, but collapsed when she tried to get up and was thus paid less.
Well, it was fun for some time, but as it grew darker (and colder x.x) the RAs were less willing to dish out money the way they did before. Then it got pretty boring, and I kind of ambled around mindlessly for a while. I’d see random people (i.e. Allison, Elizabeth, Nicole/Christine, Jessica, Debra/Tiffany, other people from my hall...), hang out with them for a bit, maybe attempt to complete a task for an RA, and then we’d end up splitting and I’d wander around some more ‘til I saw another familiar face.
Elizabeth stole Chet’s pikachu hat. (At least, I think it was a pikachu). They chased each other in circles for a while, and she attempted to make him pay her for it back. From time to time I would see them running around. He was unduly angered, and then Eliza passed the hat off to me. I didn’t really want it, so I handed it off to Christine, who promptly stuffed it in her pocket. I want a pocket like hers!
I think Elizabeth told Chet that she gave it to me, because after a while he kept popping up and asking me for it. I told him, truthfully, that I didn’t have it. I think Tiffany gave it back to him, eventually.
It got really boring as it grew dark. We sat down by some lampposts and nothing much happened until Christine and I decided to get married to see how much they paid. They paid zero, but at least it was more fun than doing nothing. After that we decided to try our luck again with the RAs.
Someone, I think Gerardo, assigned us the task of getting a paper plate and getting an RA to write something nice about him on the plate. Except when we did that and brought it to him, he exclaimed, “One isn’t enough! You need at least 6!” So we had to go around looking for other helpful RAs.
Well, we eventually did get the money, and after that I sat down on the edge of the fountain to count my money because certain people kept asking me how much I had. Unfortunately, it was a little too dark there, but I made a valiant effort. Del sat down with me (he’d popped up some time earlier - I think this was when I first noticed that he acts a bit funky around me) and helped, somewhat, and Dylan continuously tried to steal my money, only to be beat back by a very exasperated Elizabeth. I think he might actually have gotten hold of a 100, though I’m not sure.
After a bit I decided to head over somewhere where there was light, so I did - went to a piece of grass directly under the lamppost. =) There, I was actually able to count the money more or less in peace. I had a bit more than 5000... I was feeling moderately proud of myself because I had more money than someone (I forgot who), when Del revealed that he had earned... 8000? Just by being Christian’s bodyguard. Then he started pulling out many 1000 bills (I hadn’t seen any ‘til then. Probably because Louis had stolen them all) and made Eliza + I feel very inferior.
After that we pretty much stopped “money-earning.” Talked about some random stuff, mostly about Casino Night, then some of the little weird yellow palm tree flowers fell in my hair, which inordinately amused Del, and he started kicking the tree so I was showered in the stuff. (-____-) It reminded me of the bus stop scene in Totoro when O-Totoro jumps up, and half a second later they’re showered in water because it all falls off the leaves.
Eliza apparently ditched us for a bit, and then she came back... and she saw the whole palm tree escapade, so she tried to kick the palm tree and missed. That made us laugh really, really hard....
Then Eliza helped me get back at Del by throwing the yellow stuff at him, and in doing that discovered an... advantage to tight jeans, and after that it was pretty much the end of Casino Night. Someone was giving out random 1000 bills, so we all ran over there and got some free money and went around looking for our RA groups. That was when Louis popped up, and he had 100000+ in his pockets... which was very depressing.
Circled around a bit, found Val, returned to Desmond, counted up our money and found a sum which might not have been accurate, took the bag of money to our room (because they had assigned Eliza/me to be the money counters), and went to bed. No sleepovers that I recall.
SUNDAY
Woke up early in the morning and recounted the money several times to be sure. It came out to 52450. Not bad, but not good either. Oh well. We did better than some halls, at least. Breakfast, and we managed to convince Val to take us to Ralphs (she didn’t know the way.)
Stopped by the Sullivan office first, for meds and a bathroom for Eliza. Didn’t feel like going in, so I sat on the ledge-thing instead. Witnessed two groups leaving Doheny, waved to them, was ignored... Witnessed Christian’s muffinmen exiting the office, waved to them, some waved back, Del made a face, and eventually the rest of my RA group came out. Sat there wondering if I could jump off the ledge over the bushes on to the sidewalk, accidentally voiced my thoughts aloud, was advised not to, did it anyways, and was dubbed catwoman by some very surprised hallmates.
That lead to Eliza saying how I was a fox (animal personality test), and then more in depth discussions of animal personalities and porcu-cats and nicknames which led to talk of all sorts of different things. We don’t seem to run out of things to talk about. (“Open trench!!” *shove*)
Anyways, while we talked we apparently made our way in front of everyone else, and Val ordered us to wait when we reached the busy street, so we waited and while we waited we picked some clover flowers and after that I worked on them as I walked and managed to make a necklace. That’s harder than it sounds. LMU has terrible clover flowers. They’re small and kind of dry, and the stems are incredibly thin and thus very fragile...
At Ralphs I restocked my junk food supply. Saw Jocelyn’s group and Christian’s muffinmen. Chatted with Del briefly (learned, to our horror, that they had 176,000 of Casino Night money), then trooped home with yet more Goldfish and Hershey Kisses. Talked with Eliza on the way back, but after a while started wishing I didn’t buy that waterbottle and was distracted the rest of the way back.
We were in front of everyone else again. As we walked, I automatically took the Sunken Gardens route to Desmond, and Elizabeth was walking with me. But after a while we decided to turn around and check how far back the others were (in case we should wait), and saw Ashley and Jessica heading the other way. (Towards Jamba Juice and Doheny) Then Eliza was like “Ummmm...” and she decided to go back and follow them.
I was too lazy to turn all the way back, so I just kept going. Arrived at Desmond much earlier than everyone else, and followed another RA group in. My group arrived much later. Apparently when Elizabeth turned back, they all realized that they were going the wrong way and all headed back on the Sunken Gardens route! HA!
Hehe.. okay. Nothing else of interest until NMF2.
NON-MANDATORY FUN 2
Followed Nicole, Christine, Romy, Allison, and others to Napoleon Dynamite because Nicole said it was extremely funny. On the way there someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I fell for the stupid shoulder trick yet again. Still not sure who it was, though I think it might be Del because he appeared after I got tapped... (Was it you?) Anyways, they had food so we grabbed a seat, sat, and waited.
They had trouble getting the sound to work. After sitting there and staring at the computer screen for a while, we whispered amongst ourselves and decided to go do something else instead. So we all tromped out, namely me, Christine, Allison, and Nicole... Romy said she wanted to watch it, and quoth Del: “I’ll stay... even though I can’t see a thing...”
We didn’t really know where we were going, but someone remembered a room number for Spirited Away. And I happened to know my way around that building because it was also one of the places where my crypto class took place, so we sought out the room and slipped in to watch Spirited Away. Good movie. And they played it properly, Japanese with English subtitles. Made me very happy.
That took up most of the time... I think Louis, Debra, and Elizabeth were already there. Del and a few others came in for maybe the last 20 minutes of the movie.
After that we ambled out, talked a bit about Miyazaki, and played some Art of War... (“Wait, how do you play?” “Just try to kill Louis, the guy in the sunglasses over there.”) It was pretty fun. That + the fact that Del seemed to want me to join AoW + the fact that there weren’t any very interesting weeklies = prompted me to join Art of War as a weekly for week 3. Fun. But that belongs in my third superpost.
Study hall boring as usual. Social time was cut due to...
BIDDING
Urk. Bidding was terrible. I don’t think I’ll go into the details, but we didn’t even come close to getting what we wanted. We sat through lots of stuff and finally got fed up, bought a crappy prize, and left. We got Jamba Juice. Which wasn’t so bad, except the fact that we had to pay. So it was pretty pointless. But this was the one time they actually let us get sizes we wanted, instead of buying a cheap group jamba with all 16s that are $3 each.
Wasted pretty much the entire time there. We were all pretty fed up. Eliza seemed pretty angry. After all, we wasted most of that time and got pretty much nothing in return. It was better than last year though. Last year our group got something like “10 minutes later lights out”...
Went back, changed, started on teeth-brushing, face-washing, and all that stuff when Elizabeth trooped back up the stairs. She had actually gone down to social time in the 30 seconds we had left, and she actually talked some. Apparently she learned how Louis had once paralyzed Alaska by pressure-pointing him... and then was shooed back upstairs by an RA. But she looked much happier after that.
And that concludes my second week at CTY. Feel free to comment... for people like Mel, if you don’t have much to say on the content... literary critique is always valued. For the people who are LJ-deprived, yes, anonymous comments will be allowed.
THINGS I MISSED
Anything that I forgot to mention that should go in week one... will be added on here.
The Capture the Flag game was apparently week 1, and I had a lot to say on Capture the Flag so I tacked it directly into week 1. As well as some other edits, since I obviously screwed up the chronological order...
Yes, I think the balloon game did take place during the first week - Debra had brought her balloon down to social time, and we were all trying to steal it. Poking at it and poking at Debra and pulling at it until she was very agitated. And then finally we made a compromise to play a game of balloon hacky-sack so.... we did. Except the balloon was too light and would keep veering off-direction because of the wind. Moderately fun.
As for weekends... on Saturday our RA group spent some time hanging out in front of Doheny (I think we were waiting for people to get meds, but I’m not sure... we could have just been killing time) and I visited Tiffany’s Doheny room. She had a room on the second floor, but the view wasn’t much better than my ground-floor view last year. Trees and bushes. Very wonderful. Took a few pictures of her room and eventually left to join the rest of the RA group. Also spied yet another copy of the Harry Potter book there.
Later on that same day was Allison’s tampon escapade. And Jessica + Ashley’s interesting stories. Extremely amusing, but I won’t go into detail about it here.
Also, I can’t remember if this happened the first or second week (actually, it may have been second), but Jessica randomly proposed to two people. The first guy wasn’t completely random. He was one of the ninja guys (this is another inside joke) that Allison had dubbed her boyfriend because of the time she changed with the curtains open. They were joking around and Allison dubbed that guy (who was referred to as the “guy in the red shorts” ever since that because he was wearing red shorts at the time) her boyfriend because he was the nerdiest looking of them all. Or something like that.
Anyways, I think someone dared her to propose to him, and she did. And he refused. And then someone else said they would pay her $5 if she proposed to him again, and she did, and he refused, and the person was like “Wait, that doesn’t count!” So Jessica chose some random guy and proposed to him instead. Quite entertaining. She went down on her knees like a formal proposal... and yes, the guy did pay her $5... he couldn’t exactly wiggle out of it. Hehehe~
Ah, how could I forget? Val told us there’d be a fire drill... well, she told us what to do if there was going to be a fire drill, so we all expected one and eventually she just told us there will be one.... and the next morning we staked out. Me and Nicole, primarily. And waited. And waited. And waited for the fire drill that was never to coooome... We had fun counting dots on the ceiling.
MONDAY
The fire drill turned out to be today. Got up early as usual and staked out again, expecting it to be at about 6:30 or 6:45, and both these times passed and we decided that maybe they’d fooled us again. Went into my room and bent down to retrieve some proper clothing from my suitcase when it went off by my ear. Painful experience. According to Val, it should have been at 6:45... I wonder if the guy in charge of setting it off forgot about it and realized too late and rushed to set it off....
Wasted much time waiting outside, saw a lot of poor souls who had decided to shower since it was past 6:45 and had to rush out half-dressed... went back in, and life continued, though a bit rushed.
Skipping over classes...
Actually, on a side note, classes weren’t actually so bad. At this point I believe the frisbee had been lost. Someone threw it on the roof, it seemed like, except it looks like it curved and went off the roof, but when we went around it wasn’t there, and the security guard said it wasn’t on the roof, and when Will and I illegally climbed on the roof (Will actually climbed up and threw the frisbee down... I was halfway up when Ben appeared, red with anger, and told us that the frisbee was to stay on the roof oblivious to the fact that Will had thrown it down...) he saw no neon-green/yellow frisbee either, so that was the end of the frisbee. We played mainly with the heavier white frisbee after that. Makes me kind of sad...
EDIT: Random Observation - Aside from the first two and last two sentences, that entire paragraph was one sentence. ...........
Haha. Look, I was going to talk about classes and that whole paragraph was frisbee talk. But no, really. The actual classes weren’t too bad. Considering I didn’t even choose this class (I had three choices, but my mom forgot about the form and sent it in after the deadline so I got stuck in a random class - Etymologies), it was pretty good. I mean, I could’ve been much worse off...
For weekly this week I did music practice because the activities on the sheet didn’t really interest me, much, and Christine had asked me to go to music practice with her. Had she not, I very likely would have ended up doing dodgeball. According to Elizabeth, dodgeball wasn’t that fun (although Dylan was there *cough*) because they did Trench almost every day. Still, I had fond memories of weekly dodgeball last year, so I wouldn’t necessarily say that.
Allison was originally planning to do something else because she had already done music practice last week, but she changed her mind once more and came to join us. Had I asked her earlier and realized that only three pianos were available, I would most certainly have done something else. After all, with her included, there were three people coming from our hall. Did we think there would be no other pianists? But I didn’t, and when I realized it it was too late to change...
I thought music practice would be held somewhere in Sullivan, for some strange reason, so I was rather surprised when we all got up and trooped off in the direction of the library (instruments and all). I was further startled when we walked into a courtyard and the RA told the people to start practicing. I recognized that courtyard. It was the courtyard right outside the classroom where I took cryptology last year. Granted, last year crypto had some trouble with classrooms and we ended up switching rooms about 4-5 times, but I still recognize all the different places. And that one was the very first, too. Ah,the memories...
And yes, by that time we had noticed the sheer number of pianists. We met Angie and another girl whose name I don’t know and came to be called the “piano-hogger,” but there were more people. Talent show. The band was there, and they completely took over one of the pianos. Later on, some violinists who also happened to be pianists decided that they would practice violin one day and piano another, adding to the list.
But on the first day things were still kind of okay. We were locked out of the piano room for a long time (one of the rooms had a combination lock; the other two unlocked rooms were claimed as soon as we got there) and when we finally got in, me, Christine, and Allison had to share that particular room. Angie was with the piano-hogger next door. Eventually she came over because the piano-hogger was... being a piano-hogger. We each took a turn on the piano (playing, not practicing... I don’t think any of us really ever practiced, that whole week...) and when Angie’s turn came she explained to us how the girl was hogging the piano next door (“That’s why I’m intruding on you guys. Sorry!”). Allison and I were bored, so we decided to go next door and take a look. There we saw that Angie was not exaggerating. And then both of us were secretly irked by this, so Allison took action. It was actually quite amusing to watch.
She waited ‘til the girl had finished one piece, and before she could start anything else, Allison went “Oooh, oooh, can you pleeeease let us play? I want to show you our cool duet piece! It’s really short!!” And jumped around like, “Sorry, I’m hyper!” And the piano-hogger wasn’t that shameless, after all. She knew she’d been on the piano for a long time and, I mean, she couldn’t exactly say no. So she let us, and Allison dragged me over to play the duet, except I think she kept messing up on purpose, and then afterwards she made me continuously play random songs that I knew until the session ended. The piano-hogger girl just stood there reluctantly, looking more and more anxious... Near the end of the session she finally ventured to ask, “Um, are you guys almost done...?” and Allison cheerfully replied, “Well, weekly is over for today anyways, so I guess it doesn’t matter.” Hahahaha... we’re such meanies. I’m sure she called us the piano-hoggers when she got back. But she started it. =P The third piano room was taken over by the band the entire time.
For daily I did spongeball with Elizabeth. We were separated onto opposite teams and Elizabeth got onto the same team as Louis while I was stranded on the other side... haha, just kidding. Tiffany was with me. Very fun. This round they had many many sponges. Plenty to spare. In future games they somehow managed to lose all the sponges and we had to play with only five, though that wasn’t so bad either. But this round there were just always some sponges to spare, so I could continuously grab more of them.
Dip the sponges and peg people. *nod* Fuuuuuuun. Alex and certain others whose names I don’t know... throw way too hard. They want to kill you or something. I kept getting hit up at the front (because I run up to the buckets to dip my sponge) which was very inconvenient because when you’re down you must catch a sponge to get up again, and most sponges sail over you if you’re in the front. In the back, you’re in the perfect place to catch them. Anyhow, I tried catching one of Alex’s throws and I was very glad I didn’t because it sailed past at such speed (ramming full force into someone behind me) that had I caught it, I would either have been bowled over backwards or my head would have been taken off. Literally.
So yes, some people were scary. But it was still exciting. I think at one point I was the only person left alive on my team. o.o;; Lots of dodging, rolling, hiding behind people who were down, and throwing. =D I actually managed to survive for a few minutes. *proud*
Study hall was study hall, and social time... I think we were possibly discussing drag day. Or playing with Debra’s balloon. Can’t remember exactly when was what... It might have been the day when Allison started rambling to Deb, Tiff, and Lynnelle about how she got two sodas out of the soda machine (a story which Eliza and I had already heard, being her hallmates) and me/Eliza got extremely bored, wandered away, and happened upon Del getting table-topped.
So many possibilities... This is what happens when you don’t keep a journal. I believe Monday was also when I called home and discovered that my sister had bought a hamster while I was away. >>
TUESDAY
Going to activities...
Music practice again. We attempted to switch off at 30 minute intervals (6 pianists, 3 pianos, 1 hour playing - 2 pianists to a piano and 30 mins per pianist), except then we found out that weekly activities didn’t last an hour. No, they last only 45 minutes, so we quickly changed the plan to 20 minute intervals. It didn’t quite work out, either, and we just ended up hanging out mostly and randomly switching off on the piano. No one dared stay very long for fear of unknowingly turning into a piano-hogger. Relatively interesting, but still mostly a waste of time. Allison borrowed my Lord of the Rings books and spent the whole time alternately reading and talking to us. She didn’t play at all.
For daily I supposedly signed up for Duck Hunt - an activity in which you glue feathers all over the RA so he looks like a duck (supposedly), and then “hunt” him - but when I got there the RA told us that we had no materials. Apparently he’d requested feathers and glue, but the office forgot to supply them. So we would do cloudwatching instead. ....we looked up at the sky. There were no clouds.
......
He took us down to the Sunken Gardens area and acknowledged the fact that it was a cloudless, sunny day. But as we could do nothing else (he wouldn’t let us go join the other activities), he told us to stay where we were, hang out, and socialize.
I hung out with Curie and Cordy in the beginning. We talked, went over to sit in one of these empty car-things that the worker people drive around in, and while there I took some pictures of people learning how to dance. I also took pictures of a random group of people sitting under a tree, and How to be a Central American Dictator. Then we started meandering around as we talked, and I discovered their obsession over a guy they considered particularly “hot” (Tiffany should know... she became very annoyed when I mentioned it and confirmed it at once). Personally, I’d say they had bad taste. But I have no idea how you really go about defining the word “hot” when it’s used to describe sexiness... so whatever. On a random note, I think I remember Allison having a conversation about this exact topic (how you define a guy’s “hotness”) with Angie, but I don’t think I ever heard the conclusion of their discussion.
Anyhow, we wandered around for a bit and eventually decided that this was pretty boring. So then we headed over to a palm tree and lay down in the shade for a while. To be honest, it wasn’t any less boring than what we were doing before. There was another group of people there - I don’t know what activity they were doing, but I distinctly recall someone (I think Ken) turning around and giving us a very weird look. But then again, the three of us were stretched out in the shade of a palm tree. If you think about it, the palm tree doesn’t give much shade. So between the three of us, we kind of lined up candlestick fashion to get in the shady parts. We must have looked rather odd.
After a bit of that, I decided to observe the How to be a Central American Dictator group, which was basically playing spongeball with some paint added in. Then I saw Lynnelle there and decided to go talk to her. And in doing that, I slipped incognito into the game of spongeball. Spongeball is always fun. I was distracted, though, talking to Lynnelle the whole time, so actually I was dodging more or less reflexively and didn’t really throw. I distinctly recall Alan dodging a sponge and ending up near the two of us, and he showed me his painted mustache and was laughing fit to kill... Yes, it was quite entertaining. I also saw Dylan and greeted him briefly (“Hello, fellow impersonator.”). Aside from him, there were a number of Duck Hunt people there, and some of them were even more active than the Dictator people...
Eventually their RA told them all to stop and sit down on the steps. Then he announced that they were going to go assault the Guerilla Warfare activity. But right then two people were told off for mixing in when they weren’t in the activity and wasting the materials... and our RA just had to stick his head in at the same time and ask “Are any of my guys over here? I seem to be missing some...” and the Dictator group’s RA got mad and said, “Whoever’s here that doesn’t belong here, please return to your proper activities!!”
About 7 people stood up (me included) and left while the Dictator people goggled. Heard some guy going “Whoa... wha...” ...I found it very funny. But unfortunately, this meant we could no longer mix in with them. So we all went back to the shade, and I took pictures of the people who had paint all over them. Sat on the railing, talked with Dylan a bit, and then noticed Harleen hanging around close by and ditched the railing to hide behind the wall and hope she hadn’t seen me while Dylan threw me a weird, what-are-you-doing look. Unfortunately she did see me and came down the steps to ask me what time it was.
I didn’t have a watch, but I think someone else informed her... anyways, at that point I decided maybe it was a good idea to go follow the Dictator people, who had finally finished their talk and were standing up in a single file line to head over to Guerilla Warfare. I caught up with Lynnelle, but Harleen followed me, and I really didn’t feel like talking to her at the moment and answering her random questions and whatever, and at that point I spied Curie and Cordy, still chatting as they meandered around, so I waved goodbye to Lynnelle and Harleen and headed over there.
I didn’t really talk to them much, just hung out and listened, and after a while we split up and I went through the building back to where I was before. But nothing much was happening there either, so I went over to Regent’s Terrace and watched Val mess around with an electric guitar. And watched the talent show people until Daily activities ended.
Nothing interesting occured during dinner or study hall.
This social time was clothing-exchange time, drag day being the next day. Elizabeth brought skirts, Debra brought many shirts and skirts, Tiffany brought something I don’t remember, and I brought a set of clothing as well. The guys gave us their clothes, and Joseph decided to join at the last minute, ran all the way back to Huesman, and got an extra set of clothes. So we traded off and the guys went into Rosecrans to try the stuff on. They took a very long time. It turns out they each tried on everything. And almost ripped my shirt. *glare*
That took pretty much the entire social time. While waiting, we decided who gets what. Debra and Elizabeth got first call on the clothes because they donated more of their stuff (None of my stuff was actually used because they were all too small ;_;). But Joseph’s jeans looked like they were way too big, so I asked for a belt and Chet took his off to give to me. (_ _);; He substituted with his lanyard.
It was extremely funny back at the dorms. Everyone was busy trying out drag clothing. Ashley had obtained a full set, boxers and baseball cap included. Then she attempted to walk like a guy and the results were absolutely hilarious. Went to sleep still chuckling...
WEDNESDAY
Drag day. Everyone spent most of the morning dressing up, running around to see other people, and laughing their heads off. Actually, the drag clothes weren’t that funny, but when girls try to walk like guys... sometimes it’s enough to throw you into a fit of laughter. Ahahaha... The Mulan movie wasn’t exaggerating. We discovered that it’s extremely hard to “swagger” around the way a guy does. We can “swagger”... but it’s almost more of a... girl swagger. Also participated in some discussions about how guys have a different center of balance than girls.
Joseph’s shirt was waaaay too big. Felt like pajamas. And Chet’s belt was a big help. Tried tying my hair up but it didn’t make me look any more like a guy so I ended up leaving it down...
Breakfast was ridiculously funny. Particularly the guys. They looked much funkier in feminine clothing than girls look in guy clothing. Numerous skirts. =P Quan was a bit freaky, though. He looked exactly like a girl. You couldn’t tell the difference. A pity I didn’t get a picture of it. However, I still have a lot of other great drag pictures.
Many of the guys in my class were thoroughly boring and didn’t bother to go through with drag at all, but then you have someone like Will, in Ashley’s lovely clothing... mildly frightening... Robert was also dressed up by Jessica. He even had make-up on. The two of them proved a rather interesting distraction during class.
Ended up changing back before activities because I didn’t like the feeling of the giant pajama-like shirt (Joseph, you might continuously insist that they are not large, but the fact is, they are... so there.) very much. And Chet also wanted his belt back before activities, for whatever reason. It was kind of sad. A lot of people changed back. But I guess you can’t expect, say, the breakdancers to breakdance in a skirt. Ahahaha~ That would be funny.
Not much to say on music practice. Can’t remember my daily so scratch that. I do recall sitting out on the grass while waiting for music practice, and looking over and seeing Quan in his hot-pink dress. x.x And some guy pounced on him as a joke (“Hey there, slut!”) except it looked uber-real because he looked just like a girl and it was very disturbing. It’s also disturbing when he fixes his tissue-paper-boobs because he looks so real and it just... looks wrong...
Didn’t see Chet, and didn’t have any pockets now that I was back in girl clothing, so I asked Christine to keep the belt for me, just during music practice. Saw him after weekly (before daily), and threw him his belt back...
I know I did the same daily as Tiffany, but being such the awesome friend that she is, she couldn’t remember. So honestly, I have absolutely no idea. For some reason I was under the impression that it was Capture the Flag, which couldn’t have been right, now that I think about it, because people weren’t in drag clothes. I think because I remembered that it was on a Wednesday and I just got it fixed in my head that it wasn’t the first week. Even though it was. Mmph. So my first week is undergoing some major editing as of the moment.
At dinner we did some drag-clothes-returning, except Debra, who had very spiritedly kept her drag clothes on the entire day. And not that much of the drag clothes were actually returned. I have a video clip on my camera where I think Del just said something about returning the clothing and you hear this over the cafeteria noise:
Del: Yeah
Deb: Now?
Del: What?
Deb: You have it now?
Del: Not now. (sarcastic) No, I have it in one of my many pockets.
Deb: Now?!
Del: No!! I was kidding!
Deb: Uhhh~ *exasperated sigh* ...I’m wearing it on my head!
I find that rather amusing.
Anyhow, clothing-returns were finalized at social time, and thus drag day ended.
THURSDAY
Skipping ahead... music practice was relatively interesting this particular day. I didn’t really play at all. Two silly violinists/pianists thought they would practice violin some days and piano some days and so there were even more pianists and I rather gave up. Tried bringing a book (“The Good Earth,” borrowed from Eliza), but ended up more or less talking the whole time. Had some rather odd conversations with Allison and Angie.
Daily was Olde Fashione Dodgeballe. I’d been hoping for a free-for-all... an every-man-for-himself type game because I’m better at that. ‘Twas lots of fun last year. But no, it was a team game. And yes, quite old fashioned. Trench without the trench. Now I wonder if I shouldn’t’ve picked fireball instead... we didn’t even get to use the gym. We had to go way back to this little basketball court to play. Rather pathetic, really.
Tiffany was with me; she was on my team. Del and Louis happened to be on the other team. Moderately fun. Tiff and I, being girls, had some trouble throwing hard the way most guys could. I threw, anyways, and hit some people sometimes, and missed a lot of the times, and got out half the times because they’d catch my weak throw.... Tiff didn’t really throw much. She did, sometimes, but a lot of the time she would just retrieve balls and give them to me. That was more of a job for the people who were out, but they mostly just stood there and watched. There being only 5 or 6 balls, this posed a problem and it was lucky there were people like Tiff around.
General rules: If you’re hit, you’re out. If someone catches your ball, you’re out. If you attempt to catch a ball and drop it, you’re out. If you catch a ball you can let someone on your team back in. When you get out you mostly retrieve balls for your team.
The actual court was small, but the corridor/place/whatever was extremely long, and the balls could go very far back. It was okay in general. No one really tries to hit me because they don’t think of me as much of a threat. (At least, definitely not much of a threat compared to, say, the short blue-shirt kid or the tall blonde kid...) Except Del and Louis occasionally would get me/Tiff out, just to be annoying.
This was also the day when Chet tried to sit on Debra, because that’s what my camera date says. =P Amusing...
I think this study hall was when Ben/Aryn decided that we were allowed to do our workbook out on the grass if we wished. That’s what we always do during study hall... the workbook, and some reading. So everyone went outside on the grass and worked till break, whereupon we played frisbee (the remaining three frisbees still lived... they would get on the roof and off it, and on and off and on and off but they still survived, for the most part). We had to go in after break because it was too dark.
Nothing much happened in social time. We... socialized.
I think this was the night when me and Elizabeth had a long roommate chat before we went to bed. We talked lots. About nothing and everything. Eventually it lead to future roommate talks... And when we ran out of things to talk about... I think it was the night when I was thoroughly amused by some airplane lights and thoroughly amused Eliza in doing so. ...we were both tired...
(Me: Look, there’s a little flashing light.. wheee... it’s moving... oh, it’s an airplane light, I knew that.. Wheee~ Go airplane~ Eliza: ..... Me: Look, it’s another one... it’s fl-ASHing and fl-ASHing and f... Eliza: You’re too easily amused. Me: But look! Little glowing lights that flash and move awaaaay... doesn’t it amuse you? Eliza: I think I’ll refer to you as the Easily Amused One from now on. Me: Wheee... That’s too long. Make it E.A.O. or something. Eliza: E.A.O... Eao? ‘Eee-auu!’ Yes, you are the Eao!)
I think we came up with more crazy names that she could call me, and we both acted kind of crazy (you get hyper when you’re tired...), and eventually went to sleep.
FRIDAY
Class and breakfast boring as usual. Or actually, I think we might’ve played the word game during class. That’s when we split into teams (we kept the same teams all three weeks). Team 1 = Eli, Nicole, Will, Howen, Robert, and Romy. Team 2 = Christine, me, Jessica, Yongju, and Nathan. You immediately see that team 2 has a big disadvantage. We have 5 people, they have 6. And to make matters worse, Eli counts as 3 people so technically we were outnumbered by three. The game went as follows:
Each team would find 6 words out of the dictionary (no proper nouns, though) and write down the word and the definition. Then we think of two more false definitions for the word. When both teams are ready, the game begins. One person from each team goes up to the board. The person from team 1 writes their word on the board, reads out the definitions, and the person from team 2 tries to guess if the correct answer is A, B, or C. If they get it right, they get a point (A tally mark on the board). If not, nothing happens. They don’t get a point. Only the person up there is allowed to guess. The rest of the team isn’t allowed to help. And then reverse the process and team 2 gives team 1 a word. Then two different people go up and.... you get the idea.
That was pretty fun, actually. I learned what the word “ballyhoo” meant. Ahaha~ One of the false definitions we gave for it was “An Elizabethian undergarment.” XD Jessica’s idea. It actually just means “loud advertising,” but we successfully confused the other team into answering wrongly.
Wheeeee! Elizabethian undergarments!
Team 2 was actually winning, and we might have won the game if not for the bonus rounds. You’re allowed to wager points for the bonus question, and team 2, us lot of reckless fools, always wagered too many points and lost them. And when we decided to be safe and wager only a few points, the question would be easy. How unfair. Oh well. On the last class we decided that since we were losing, we’d have to wager all of our points and hope for the best. We lost 21 to 0. Or something like that.
A random side mention: Somehow our team always managed to find a few perverted words or have a few somewhat perverted definitions. Poor prepubescent Howen was corrupted... but he was already getting corrupted by Will anyways... and seemed entirely all too gleeful at his own corruption... He actually seemed... eager... to be corrupted. ;_; Okay, that was pretty random.
Moving on, music practice was actually interesting this day. This was the day I literally didn’t touch the piano. Too many pianists. I spent most of the time exploring. I went through the entire music building (the one with the pianos in it) and discovered a locked room labelled “Music practice,” and when I looked in, there was a grand piano there. A shabby one, to be sure, but certainly better than the 3 upright ones we were given to practice on. When I asked the RA about it, though, she told me that the school had only allowed entrance to the three crappy rooms and other rooms were to remain locked. I also saw another room with a keyboard and a lot of other percussion instruments in it, but it was also locked and I doubted that I would have better luck trying the RA again.
There were stairs, so I ran up there and poked about a bit. There were a few locked doors and an empty classroom, nothing much of interest, so I eventually went down. That was pretty much the extent of the music building.
After that I went outside and wandered around a bit. Went to the bathroom, and then kind of poked around reminiscing. Decided to visit my old cryptology classroom and discovered that it was locked. But I knew a back way in, so I slipped inside that building (because the main doors into the building weren’t locked; on a side note, right before I actually went in the door, a man came out with an extremely cute dog and walked away..) and went around the familiar vending machines and tried the backdoor. And to my surprise, it actually worked.
Went inside, looked around, was saddened because the classroom was empty. And it wasn’t the same. All the wheeled-little-rollie-chairs were gone. Normal chairs were stacked up over in a corner. The tables were arranged differently, too, although the old podium was still there. Plenty of markers, new ones (unlike last year), so I took one and wrote in a corner of the board “Foxfire was here” as a memento. I even shaded it with different colors. I would have written “Adela was here” except I’m not stupid enough to do that in case someone finds my name there before CTY is over, though I doubt it really would have put me in much trouble...
Went out the previously locked door because it obviously wasn’t locked from the inside as well, and walked away despite some guys giving me weird glances (they saw me trying that very same door earlier, and they knew it was locked). Talked with the RA a bit, talked with Christine some, ambled around, realized that Allison and co. had obtained a piano room, joined them briefly, and weekly activities ended.
Ate dinner, did nothing much in particular ‘til the dance.
HOLLYWOOD DANCE
Rosecrans courtyard, Hollywood themed. Nothing remotely close to Hollywood so just went down in a brown shirt and a borrowed white skirt from Elizabeth. No idea why I didn’t wear my own black skirt. Oh well. Turns out it was a good thing I saved it. Perfect for the black and white dance. Elizabeth ignored the theme like me. Others, such as Ashley and Debra, went all-out. Or at least did the best they could.
This dance was not fun. Period. They allowed song requests, and then played very many slow fast songs. Very... unfun. The songs played in the very beginning were not bad, but that was the period of time when most people were self-conscious and only Deb, I, and Tiff would kind of dance and we didn’t really dance but when it came time for people to stop being so self-conscious.... by then the songs were bad.
And the people! They made me massively angry. Since the last dance, we’ve all made friends and they would bring more friends and if they saw us dancing they would squeeze into the circle except they won’t really dance. They’d just kind of dance halfheartedly and when you have a massive circle it’s essential for most of the people to get really into it because otherwise no one can get really into it. Deb and I tried to energize the people. We really did try. But we failed. There were too many people..
So then we decided to split. ...I don’t know how many times we split the circle, but it didn’t work. The two of us would make our way out, and we’d be alone for a while, but then people like Eliza and Tiff would notice our absence and gradually trickle over, which wasn’t so bad, but once they’d left the rest of the circle would notice and follow them over. And then back to the giant circles. ‘Twas terrible. I mean, there were... well, me, Eliza, Tiff, Deb, and Lynnelle (in the beginning), then Curie and Cordy, Del, Louis, and other muffinmen, Dylan, Allison, Nicole, Christine, sometimes Harleen... other people I don’t know, and other people whom I forgot. It makes me miss last year and our little foursome with Leslie and Corinna, and sometimes Denise. We were a great little circle. =)
At some point we managed to break out of the circle and squeeze into throngs of people nearby so other people couldn’t find us, and there were only about 3-4 of us, and then we were able to dance without being dragged down (I can’t find a better word for it... Debra should know what I mean) by the halfhearted people and actually have some fun. But they sought us out eventually...
Only maybe the last 1/3 of the dance was fun. It grew more enjoyable towards the end. They started playing better songs, canons and others (like the butt song) that were good to dance to. And the people were more energized and finally, though the circles were still rather large, most of the people were actually dancing and it was actually fun.
On a random note, I suck at swing-dancing. If I ever go to CTY again, I should take that for a weekly. Or a daily. Whatever.
Anyways, near the end it wasn’t much of a circle anymore. Turned into an oval/ellipse, and then we were squished on so many sides that it became more of a corridor. Random people trying to get somewhere would run “down” our corridor because it was most convenient that way. It was pretty funny. Around that time Eliza started disappearing, but no one thought much of it because a number of people were separated after the trains (izzat how you spell it?) during “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” and people were still kind of popping up randomly. We just assumed she was dancing elsewhere.
She did show up briefly at the “corridor” we had made, and Dylan went to talk to her and a bunch of people kind of shoved them over like “They need quiet time together! Hahaha~” because Dylan was worried about her earlier and we were laughing at him about that (we’d no idea she’d gotten a nerve inflammation x.X). And then she, Dylan, and Tiffany pretty much disappeared for the rest of the night... there’ll be more on that in a second.
Slow dances: Dylan x Eliza (neehehe) but they split up halfway through the song because it was “boring?” I think Tiffany might have danced with someone very briefly but I don’t remember. I danced with Dylan too but I think we split up halfway as well because Eliza showed up (nyeheheh). I think Yong officially ditched me as his dance partner. >> I waved to him, though, and he waved back.
Louis x Debra on Stairway (A-hem what happened to not liking the song? Forgotten for Debra’s sake? *koff koff*), and me x Del. Eliza, Tiff, and Dylan were, um, busy right then.
_ _;; I always seem to dance with people that spin in place. After a while I was like “Um, why are we spinning?” Hahaha~ Deja vu... I asked Johnathan the exact same question during Harker’s pathetic school dance. Ah well, this time we had more of an “art” to our spinning. We were attempting to see Debra and Louis, except only one person could see at a time. (I saw Joseph looking sad and running off ;_;) So we had a reason. Better than the crazy random spinning of Johnathan’s during the school dance. That was kind of scary.
American Pie was a bit messed up this time. The giant circle was still not formed properly (of course, the courtyard is a bit small for that and the line of people kind of doubled up and stuff... And on the second time, some idiots ran out too early... it was okay, though. Deb and I danced still because we had to be the energetic people the whole way through, no? (We paid for it back at the dorms... X.x) Del knew all the lyrics and he sang along, except halfway through his voice died. Pretty funny.
There weren’t very many breakdancers or, what were they called? Ravers? ...this year. They had a few circles but it didn’t compare to the awesome guys last year. Kind of sad... Now...
ELIZA’S STORY (and also the rest of Friday night)
Right after the dance I pretty much dropped dead. Hordes of people were returning to Desmond and I just kind of blindly followed them, noticing only with the tiniest fraction of my consciousness that there seemed to be RAs and some other people gathered on the first floor for something. Went up, changed, attempted to revive myself by splashing water on my face which worked somewhat, wondered briefly where Eliza was, and headed out to see if there’d be a hall meeting.
The rest of my hall was kind of talking, and someone asked me what happened to Eliza. I wasn’t sure why they asked, until I figured out a minute later that Eliza was the one downstairs... someone asked me “You do realize that she’s crying downstairs and there are like policemen with her?” No, they weren’t policemen... just health officers... and no, I didn’t realize that... but when I did, it naturally made me rather anxious.
So I went down to the second floor to ask Debra, who promptly invited me to a sleepover. She was quiet surprised to hear that something’s happened, and after some talking we decided to go down and take a look. Not good. We peered out and Eliza was sitting on a chair, all bent over (like in a perfect barfing position although she didn’t look like she was going to barf) and looking very ill and a bunch of people in health uniforms were there... and then someone noticed us and they politely told us to GO AWAY, so we had to.
Debra had her hall meeting to attend to, so I went upstairs and people asked me questions and I asked them questions and no one really had any answers. We did learn that Eliza had informed Allison that she wasn’t feeling well. Something about how she can feel the blood rushing out of her arm. (What?!) Then I called Tiffany to see if she knew anything, and she revealed that she was there the whole time and I think she would’ve started ranting to me except she had to go to her hall meeting. And she confirmed what Allison said.
So I went back down to Deb’s and we tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong and came up with the idea that maybe she was hyperventilating. We know she has that problem, and also that she lost her inhaler a long time ago, and it was quite probable considering circumstances at the dance. Then we poked around downstairs again (poor Eliza wasn’t looking much better) and Val made us go back up this time. I called Tiffany again, and this time she told us that Eliza had been complaining about her hands going numb, and the numbness moving up her arms and into her head (o.o EEP!) and how she couldn’t really move properly. And she assures us it wasn’t hyperventilation. She wasn’t breathing hard, and she was thinking clearly most of the time.
Apparently Tiff and Dylan were there the whole time, and Tiff recounted how Eliza had trouble drinking a cup of water and spilled half of it. Then she couldn’t walk and Dylan had to half-carry her off the grass to sit down (I think somewhere behind the stage). They stayed with her ‘til the end of the dance, although Eliza had guilt issues and kept urging them to go have fun. And leave her there? Like they would do that...
Eliza tells me her brain went kind of fuzzy later and she thought she saw me (more correctly, the white skirt I was wearing) and Louis (or some guy in a black shirt) nearby, but she couldn’t have because we know for a fact we weren’t there. Very freaky. Then Val came up and told us that she’d gone to the hospital and told me specifically not to worry (I think because I was poking my head down too much) except it’s kind of hard not to worry when your best friend/roommate is in the hospital...
After much hesitation, I then decided to accept Debra’s offer and moved my sheets and blankets down to her room. Actually, I don’t think I would’ve minded sleeping in my room (there’s a mattress! An oh-so-soft mattress even if it’s a crappy mattress it’s still better than the floor) by myself... I probably would have just dropped dead and fallen asleep. As it is, I ended up sleeping in Debra’s room, and we pinned up a sign saying “Eliza you’re welcome any time! Just shove Adela and she’ll move over for you.” We played some more of Lynnelle’s word games and eventually we all fell asleep...
SATURDAY
Woke up early in the morning. Felt uncomfortable on the floor, slipped out, and checked up on my room. There was a note on the door, scribbled on binder paper, that went something like this:
If I’m not awake, please wake me up for breakfast! (As if you wouldn’t...) It’s 1:30 in the morning... not cool! x.x
-Eliza
PS I’m so sorry Tiffany and Dilan for ruining the dance for you!!
(random arrow pointing to “Dilan”) Did I spell that right?
Hehehe. “Dilan.” I went in as quietly as I could and she was asleep, so I did all of the normal stuff you do in the mornings and went back down to Debra’s several times to collect things I’d forgotten. I think I also did my laundry. Oh yeah, I did. And I also did something very stupid. I was planning on two loads wash, two loads dry. But then I changed my mind and decided to have two loads wash, one load dry. And when time came to put in the second load I realized that if I wanted to wash my pajamas I’d have nothing to wear except my CTY shirt. Had to borrow shorts from Debra until they finished. Very stupid... good thing I did it early in the morning.
The rest of my hall woke up eventually, read the note, were glad, and life went on... Eliza eventually woke up and informed me that she had gotten a “nerve inflammation,” supposedly. She’d sat in the hospital and waited for hours (because her case was obviously not so important as, say, someone whose leg had just been chopped off), and eventually it just wore itself out and she was fine again. Then the hospital people gave her a bunch of tests, said she seemed okay, and sent her back to LMU.
How completely stupid. She could have hung out with us, in Debra’s room, or just with the hall. I chatted with her a bit, mostly told her what we were doing last night while she was gone. I also pointed out that she spelled Dylan wrong. Hehe. Then she half-cornered me and asked me if I liked Dylan. As in romantically. Apparently Dylan asked her that? (*koff* Really? Sure you didn’t just want to know? Hahaha, just kidding.) Told her no and we both tried to guess why he would ask that, and that led us onto the topic of the dance, which lead onto rants of big circles and halfheartedly dancing people, which lead to more in-depth discussions of the ways people dance halfheartedly, and how some people don’t dance at all and act like blocks of wood... roommate chatter.
Can’t remember if I skipped breakfast, but it doesn’t really matter, eh? Nothing interesting of note until the talent show.
EDIT: Or wait... now I remember. Eliza and I went and hung out randomly on the Doheny grass, just because. Then we visited Tiff, and she came to take a look at our Desmond room, but when she went back Kathy, her evil RA, got very mad at her and punished her. She had to miss a social time. ;_; After that Eliza was bored and she left the room and I found her out on Doheny grass again, and we just kind of hung out on the grass and I almost fell asleep... and then eventually we ate lunch, moved to Sunken Gardens, and relaxed under a palm tree (I think we started singing songs) until it was almost time for the talent show. Then we went in and left with our RA group.
....Sunken Gardens can make you feel extremely small.
TALENT SHOW
A pretty good one, as it goes. However, they promised a prize to the most enthusiastic RA group, which was the wrong thing to do. The groups were so enthusiastic that they almost deafened everyone with their cheering, and gave all too many standing ovations, blocking the view.
In my opinion, Max’s piano medley was the best act there. Funny idea too, sticking La Campanelle in there. Everyone sees “La Campanelle,” and they think it’s just the random piece by Liszt (actually, La Campanelle is a good piece... one of my “must-plays,” as my mother calls them...) and when it comes time for the act, they get quite a surprise. Oh yes, and the guys dancing with the brooms were pretty funny.
He was an excellent pianist... People rushed up to the front and bowed down to him at the end. I was really mad at myself for not bringing my camera to the Talent Show. Not just him. There were many acts that deserved to go on camera. A number of people sang. I remember the Korean guy who was bumped back because his background music couldn’t be played, but he sang it anyways. Didn’t understand the song, though. I remember the piano-hogger girl also sang something (I don’t remember her name). And someone else sang something that was supposedly in Kingdom Hearts? Leah’s Jet Plane song was good. =) Aaaand... There were two serenades, I think. One was okay. The other one was... slightly frightening.
Some things were rather random. For example, the guy who came up and said a bunch of things about... evil sentient hamsters? Something like that.
Mustafa’s Hamlet show was pretty funny. Nicole was in it... they all wore pajamas! Haha. I couldn’t hear a lot of what they were saying, though. They had some funny moments, passing the mic around.
Then there was the slut dance... what was it really called? That’s what everyone in my hall seemed to call it, so I just followed suit. Harleen was in it, and so was Curie, I think, and overall it was okay. Not very together, but... They had only so much time to practice, after all. Still. I guess when your family is into performing arts and your sister is a dancer majoring in dance and has been taught by nearly every teacher in the Bay Area and you’ve travelled all the way to China just to see the Tao-Li-Bei dance competition... I guess maybe you just critique dances with a higher eye?
There was also another dance with just two girls. I felt really sorry for the girl in the pink shirt because she didn’t seem to know what she was doing. I wouldn’t have liked to be in her place. She kept glancing over at the other girl, and she was a step behind in every move. The other girl was good though, although everyone in my hall agreed that she was a slut. ;_;
Don’t remember anything else. Oh, yes, there was a weird rap guy. And the band from music practice. They made me somewhat indignant because they didn’t even really use the piano. All that piano hogging for nothing... Oh well... It was pretty good, for the most part.
There was more, but if I can’t remember them they probably weren’t that interesting. Quan’s RA group did a slightly disturbing dance, and the RAs had a watermelon-eating competition but there’s nothing more I remember.
CASINO NIGHT
Held outside Doheny this year. Very cold. Deeply regretted not bringing a jacket... Deb got all dressed up for it. I’m not sure why. Had a hunch that she might, though, because she had been advising me and Eliza to dress up earlier. Anyhow, it looks like she had fun, so I’ll just drop it at that.
We started off with less money than everyone else. Val initially passed the money out evenly, then decided she needed to keep some for herself and took most of it back. So while everyone else started with about 40000 total, we started with about 20000. Val assured us that her money = our money. Wroooong. Because she said that, she was the one RA we did not leech off of. But everyone else leeched off of her. So at the end, she had none of the money she started out with because she gave it all away. Otherwise our hall would have made much more. At least 20000 more, at any rate, which is a sizable amount when it comes to bidding.
Stuck to Nicole and Christine for the most part. We were the llama trio. Heh. Annie was our first target just because she happened to be my RA last year. Poor her. She also happened to be the doorguard person, with no particular game to host, and easy to leech off of.
We asked her if she would pay us for singing, and she readily agreed. It was still early, after all. She paid us meager amounts for our valiant efforts (we sang as much of the llama song as we knew, I swear!) and after some discussion we decided it wasn’t enough. So we started singing the llama song again. And kept singing. And singing. And singing... until Annie begged us to go away. And we kept singing, and singing, and singing until she finally paid us to leave. Measly amounts. Since when did she become so stingy? So we sang until she paid us satisfactory amounts of money.
Gleeful and feeling highly triumphant, we secured other targets and deployed the same procedure on them. Although we changed tactics a bit - we’d sing the llama song first, and then to annoy them we’d sing “I know a song that gets on everybody’s nerves.” Quite effective.
I also got money for singing Itsumo Nando Demo, the Spirited Away theme song, and Nicole for singing American Pie. Christine got hundreds simply by guessing the amount of shoes an RA had in her room. (27 was the correct answer, by the way). Nicole also did some cool karate moves, whereas an RA decided that me doing a bridge was worth some money. Tiffany attempted a bridge as well, but collapsed when she tried to get up and was thus paid less.
Well, it was fun for some time, but as it grew darker (and colder x.x) the RAs were less willing to dish out money the way they did before. Then it got pretty boring, and I kind of ambled around mindlessly for a while. I’d see random people (i.e. Allison, Elizabeth, Nicole/Christine, Jessica, Debra/Tiffany, other people from my hall...), hang out with them for a bit, maybe attempt to complete a task for an RA, and then we’d end up splitting and I’d wander around some more ‘til I saw another familiar face.
Elizabeth stole Chet’s pikachu hat. (At least, I think it was a pikachu). They chased each other in circles for a while, and she attempted to make him pay her for it back. From time to time I would see them running around. He was unduly angered, and then Eliza passed the hat off to me. I didn’t really want it, so I handed it off to Christine, who promptly stuffed it in her pocket. I want a pocket like hers!
I think Elizabeth told Chet that she gave it to me, because after a while he kept popping up and asking me for it. I told him, truthfully, that I didn’t have it. I think Tiffany gave it back to him, eventually.
It got really boring as it grew dark. We sat down by some lampposts and nothing much happened until Christine and I decided to get married to see how much they paid. They paid zero, but at least it was more fun than doing nothing. After that we decided to try our luck again with the RAs.
Someone, I think Gerardo, assigned us the task of getting a paper plate and getting an RA to write something nice about him on the plate. Except when we did that and brought it to him, he exclaimed, “One isn’t enough! You need at least 6!” So we had to go around looking for other helpful RAs.
Well, we eventually did get the money, and after that I sat down on the edge of the fountain to count my money because certain people kept asking me how much I had. Unfortunately, it was a little too dark there, but I made a valiant effort. Del sat down with me (he’d popped up some time earlier - I think this was when I first noticed that he acts a bit funky around me) and helped, somewhat, and Dylan continuously tried to steal my money, only to be beat back by a very exasperated Elizabeth. I think he might actually have gotten hold of a 100, though I’m not sure.
After a bit I decided to head over somewhere where there was light, so I did - went to a piece of grass directly under the lamppost. =) There, I was actually able to count the money more or less in peace. I had a bit more than 5000... I was feeling moderately proud of myself because I had more money than someone (I forgot who), when Del revealed that he had earned... 8000? Just by being Christian’s bodyguard. Then he started pulling out many 1000 bills (I hadn’t seen any ‘til then. Probably because Louis had stolen them all) and made Eliza + I feel very inferior.
After that we pretty much stopped “money-earning.” Talked about some random stuff, mostly about Casino Night, then some of the little weird yellow palm tree flowers fell in my hair, which inordinately amused Del, and he started kicking the tree so I was showered in the stuff. (-____-) It reminded me of the bus stop scene in Totoro when O-Totoro jumps up, and half a second later they’re showered in water because it all falls off the leaves.
Eliza apparently ditched us for a bit, and then she came back... and she saw the whole palm tree escapade, so she tried to kick the palm tree and missed. That made us laugh really, really hard....
Then Eliza helped me get back at Del by throwing the yellow stuff at him, and in doing that discovered an... advantage to tight jeans, and after that it was pretty much the end of Casino Night. Someone was giving out random 1000 bills, so we all ran over there and got some free money and went around looking for our RA groups. That was when Louis popped up, and he had 100000+ in his pockets... which was very depressing.
Circled around a bit, found Val, returned to Desmond, counted up our money and found a sum which might not have been accurate, took the bag of money to our room (because they had assigned Eliza/me to be the money counters), and went to bed. No sleepovers that I recall.
SUNDAY
Woke up early in the morning and recounted the money several times to be sure. It came out to 52450. Not bad, but not good either. Oh well. We did better than some halls, at least. Breakfast, and we managed to convince Val to take us to Ralphs (she didn’t know the way.)
Stopped by the Sullivan office first, for meds and a bathroom for Eliza. Didn’t feel like going in, so I sat on the ledge-thing instead. Witnessed two groups leaving Doheny, waved to them, was ignored... Witnessed Christian’s muffinmen exiting the office, waved to them, some waved back, Del made a face, and eventually the rest of my RA group came out. Sat there wondering if I could jump off the ledge over the bushes on to the sidewalk, accidentally voiced my thoughts aloud, was advised not to, did it anyways, and was dubbed catwoman by some very surprised hallmates.
That lead to Eliza saying how I was a fox (animal personality test), and then more in depth discussions of animal personalities and porcu-cats and nicknames which led to talk of all sorts of different things. We don’t seem to run out of things to talk about. (“Open trench!!” *shove*)
Anyways, while we talked we apparently made our way in front of everyone else, and Val ordered us to wait when we reached the busy street, so we waited and while we waited we picked some clover flowers and after that I worked on them as I walked and managed to make a necklace. That’s harder than it sounds. LMU has terrible clover flowers. They’re small and kind of dry, and the stems are incredibly thin and thus very fragile...
At Ralphs I restocked my junk food supply. Saw Jocelyn’s group and Christian’s muffinmen. Chatted with Del briefly (learned, to our horror, that they had 176,000 of Casino Night money), then trooped home with yet more Goldfish and Hershey Kisses. Talked with Eliza on the way back, but after a while started wishing I didn’t buy that waterbottle and was distracted the rest of the way back.
We were in front of everyone else again. As we walked, I automatically took the Sunken Gardens route to Desmond, and Elizabeth was walking with me. But after a while we decided to turn around and check how far back the others were (in case we should wait), and saw Ashley and Jessica heading the other way. (Towards Jamba Juice and Doheny) Then Eliza was like “Ummmm...” and she decided to go back and follow them.
I was too lazy to turn all the way back, so I just kept going. Arrived at Desmond much earlier than everyone else, and followed another RA group in. My group arrived much later. Apparently when Elizabeth turned back, they all realized that they were going the wrong way and all headed back on the Sunken Gardens route! HA!
Hehe.. okay. Nothing else of interest until NMF2.
NON-MANDATORY FUN 2
Followed Nicole, Christine, Romy, Allison, and others to Napoleon Dynamite because Nicole said it was extremely funny. On the way there someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I fell for the stupid shoulder trick yet again. Still not sure who it was, though I think it might be Del because he appeared after I got tapped... (Was it you?) Anyways, they had food so we grabbed a seat, sat, and waited.
They had trouble getting the sound to work. After sitting there and staring at the computer screen for a while, we whispered amongst ourselves and decided to go do something else instead. So we all tromped out, namely me, Christine, Allison, and Nicole... Romy said she wanted to watch it, and quoth Del: “I’ll stay... even though I can’t see a thing...”
We didn’t really know where we were going, but someone remembered a room number for Spirited Away. And I happened to know my way around that building because it was also one of the places where my crypto class took place, so we sought out the room and slipped in to watch Spirited Away. Good movie. And they played it properly, Japanese with English subtitles. Made me very happy.
That took up most of the time... I think Louis, Debra, and Elizabeth were already there. Del and a few others came in for maybe the last 20 minutes of the movie.
After that we ambled out, talked a bit about Miyazaki, and played some Art of War... (“Wait, how do you play?” “Just try to kill Louis, the guy in the sunglasses over there.”) It was pretty fun. That + the fact that Del seemed to want me to join AoW + the fact that there weren’t any very interesting weeklies = prompted me to join Art of War as a weekly for week 3. Fun. But that belongs in my third superpost.
Study hall boring as usual. Social time was cut due to...
BIDDING
Urk. Bidding was terrible. I don’t think I’ll go into the details, but we didn’t even come close to getting what we wanted. We sat through lots of stuff and finally got fed up, bought a crappy prize, and left. We got Jamba Juice. Which wasn’t so bad, except the fact that we had to pay. So it was pretty pointless. But this was the one time they actually let us get sizes we wanted, instead of buying a cheap group jamba with all 16s that are $3 each.
Wasted pretty much the entire time there. We were all pretty fed up. Eliza seemed pretty angry. After all, we wasted most of that time and got pretty much nothing in return. It was better than last year though. Last year our group got something like “10 minutes later lights out”...
Went back, changed, started on teeth-brushing, face-washing, and all that stuff when Elizabeth trooped back up the stairs. She had actually gone down to social time in the 30 seconds we had left, and she actually talked some. Apparently she learned how Louis had once paralyzed Alaska by pressure-pointing him... and then was shooed back upstairs by an RA. But she looked much happier after that.
And that concludes my second week at CTY. Feel free to comment... for people like Mel, if you don’t have much to say on the content... literary critique is always valued. For the people who are LJ-deprived, yes, anonymous comments will be allowed.
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Date: 2005-08-18 08:48 pm (UTC)....So you DID notice that Del was acting weird around you. --;; You should have told Debra, or Del..or Louis or how about me?
That bidding thing makes me sound like I did something more than just talk for 30 seconds down there. _ _;; Fix it!!
"Elizabeth, dodgeball wasn’t that fun (although Dylan was there *cough*) "
Let me clarify this for you. I did not start talking to Dylan until Wednesday out of utter boredom. I talked to the other girls who were there..but that was pretty much flat and pointless conversation. -sigh-
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Date: 2005-08-18 09:06 pm (UTC)I did tell you. In passing. I don't think you paid much attention. And why should I have told you guys? You were interesting to observe when you kept thinking I was "missing out" on stuff... Hahaha... I think I was writing too much or something. I found myself once again narrating things in third person out in my head. I used to do that a lot. Ask Mel. She would understand.
Huh? It does? I'll fix it when I post the third week. That's when re-edits go up.
Hehehe... you seem to mind so much. It's just a joke.
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Date: 2005-08-25 08:26 pm (UTC)he acts funky around you?? excuse me! you act funky right back. xD
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Date: 2005-08-18 10:10 pm (UTC)I totally ditched SouthAm.Dictator with Boris. It was bull.
We didn't actually try on everything. I only tried on one shirt and one skirt, because I'm nice like that.
Delmar tried on everything. Because... yeah. He's weird like that. Chet only tried on like two shirts and one skirt. Joseph only tried on one shirt and skirt. So blame Delmar.
I am v. good at swaggering. I can swagger like a guy, and like a girl. It's v. disturbing. Quinton commented on it. I usu. don't swagger, though, because it takes lots of energy.
It doesn't actually take concentration. You just... lean into your steps. And don't intentionally bend your back, that just makes you look stupid.
Jasper was just annoying. Not really a threat per se. I don't ever recall being hit or even targeted. Phil, on the other hand, is scary. He is big and tall and can't throw for crap, but he can catch. oO
.sigh. I blame Delmar for dancing during Stairway.
The breakdancers and the ravers were the same as last year. The thing is, everyone kept pressuring is to rave and we were lazy. And the breakdancers DID breakdance.
I know all the AmPie lyrics, and I sang. mm. I probably know them better than... lots of people. And the meaning behind them.
Someone sang "Simple and Clean", I think. Del's obsession song. oO
Everyone except for us and Robbie's hall started with 36,500. I estimate our starting funds at around 138,600, whereas Robbie started out with an indeterminate amount - Probably around 50 thousands.
It's not a pikachu hat!
Well, Del only had thousands after I authorized him to have them. Basically, I heard that Robbie shut down all thousands after he noticed some missing. He actually told me straight up, in the hopes that I would catch the person.
Well, since it was actually me, this was v. helpful information. I waited until thousands were into circulation, then I passed them around to the entire hall and had them use them up. It was tasty.
We actually had somewhat more than 176,500. I found an odd two thousand or so in my pockets later on. And Joseph found about eight hundred in his. I think Sean had a couple of hundreds, so our total almost broke 180k. We were v. rich.
Haha every year my group has gotten the most hardcore prizes. I am a great casino night asset, as several of my hallmates throughout the years can attribute. One time I feigned to be a member of another hall and "counted their money" for them. I took all their 500's and ran. It was hilarious.
Oh. Yeah, we were standing there for about twenty minutes after our winning bid. We tried to give away our spare change, amounting to twenty thousands or so, but they didn't let us. Oh well.
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Date: 2005-08-19 02:05 pm (UTC)Hm. Looked interesting enough.
Ashley mentioned something about guys shifting their hips/center of balance the opposite way we do when they walk. We all attempted it. FAILUREFAILURE BEEPBEEPBEEP...
Well, people were targeting them, mostly. And while they targeted them, I can try to hit them from the side! =D Sometimes I actually succeeded. How surprising.
...how does that work? Oh well, w/e. Just blame Del for everything and we can all be happy.
They did. But definitely not as much as last year.
I find myself starting to know a lot more of the lyrics... result from playing it on the piano too much.
"Simple and Clean"... that's what Eliza said, too.
You thiefs!
Digimon hat, then. Whatever.
Ahahaha~ Robbie acts like such an idiot. That must be why I didn't see any thousands around...
Noticed. Richbitches. >>
HAHAHAHA... they didn't notice that you weren't in their hall? How stupid can people get?
You should've put it in a bag and chucked it into the crowd. Or thrown it into the air. Then you can watch as the mad scrabble for money ensues...
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Date: 2005-08-20 12:13 am (UTC)Oh, they were rather stupid. And that year, the denominations were still 1-5-10-20-50-100-500. Like real monopoly. So that was a heavy blow for them...
Well, there'd be only 23 thousand-dollar-bills thrown out, and they'd just get shredded... Although it'd be pretty funny to use ~400 50s instead. We had enough...
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Date: 2005-08-25 08:30 pm (UTC)how lame is pizza?
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Date: 2005-08-25 09:27 pm (UTC)Strutting like a guy is my sport. I pwn everyone at that.
Pizza is tasty.
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Date: 2005-08-27 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-27 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-15 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-25 08:59 pm (UTC)agitated? more like annoyed. but more like a balloon volleyball game. that was fun. i'm thinking we screamed too much. you?
maybe i just didnt get it but..is the frisbee still lost?
i was the only person left too! haha. but i'm not very proud of that moment. cuz i suck so horribly at it. -ish embarrassed-
really? whod they think was |-|4\/\/7?
and i did all the negotiating too...i actually didnt bring any skirts. just shirts. good thing we (me and tiff) brought extras. swarmswarmswarm
i loved drag day. i kept the clothes on cuz they were so cool! but yea. i needed the pockets so i could fit all my stuff for study hall. and then we had no study hall. >.>
"i'm wearing it on my head"??? when did i say that? why did i say that? ><
i wasnt too hollywood. unless you count the sunglasses. and then they kept on falling off (extremely annoying) so i put them back in my room. end of story.
yup. i know watcha mean, man. wotcher.
butt song is the coolest. we should organize a dance party. i dunno. or not. whatever.
"A-hem what happened to not liking the song? Forgotten for Debra’s sake? *koff koff*" er...wat?
GUILTGUILTGUILT diediediedie. Lesson: Never try to write with pencil on masking tape that's already stuck to the door. Actually, never write on masking tape with a pencil. too bad eliza never came.
i found out from the ppl in my hall that eliza was down there. i couldnt believe it. they said something about how her finger was attached to a box...and i didnt even see her there when i was walking up! geezes.
human jellyfish was it?
i dressed up cuz its so much more fun when you do. like last year...we were the smexiest hall there. haha.
i think the only song i had to sing was "I'm a Little Teapot." which was rlly hard since i only know the first two lines. hehe. lets see..me and allison drew a pic for Jill, tried to start a 30-person chain thingy. and failed. even with promise of money! wat is up with ppl?!?! we still got money for like 15 ppl. (us: exaggerate. haha! more like 12 ppl). did i mention i totallly pwned all at spoons? i even won. like won won. and had to split with second place winner. ;__;. then tiff popped out of nowhere and i hooked up with tiff. haha. so funny. lets see...we serenaded, danced like ballerinas, delivered candy, worshipped ppl (and they paid!! omg that was the brilliantest idea. target the students!!). and our little song:
Sixty for chips, sixty for chips!
It's sixty for chips, oh, it's sixty for chips!
They're really really scrump-ti-ous-ly..YUMMY!
OH, it's sixty, sixty for chips
i actually jumped into a bush with eliza for guerilla warfare..>.<
and i think thats it. yay. now for the rest of your posts.
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Date: 2005-08-25 09:31 pm (UTC)Sigh. Whatever. My 130+k winnings pwnt.
That's a scary song.
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Date: 2005-08-27 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-15 07:53 pm (UTC)Yes, the frisbee was lost because Nathan is an IDIOT, and it'll probably never be found again. =( I hope my dad'll get me one for my bday...
But it's fun! Throw spongeballs at people! And then you can hide behind all the people who are stuck on their knees...
Oh, I didn't know his name then, but Hil, apparently. Del's roommate?
Drag day was funny~~~
You said it, all right... I'll upload that videoclip someday for you to watch. XD
Oh, was that why you ran back up?
Mm that dance was terrible. ><
Baby. Got. Back! XDXDXD
Haha Louis said before that he didn't like Stairway 'coz it wasn't a good slow-dance song.
Yeah, really!! The words don't show up. Not even after you retrace the pencil several times. And that was SKEERY. >< I didn't even KNOW until my hallmates told me waaaaaah~ *guilt guilt guilt* Yeah I didn't see her either... They were all asking me because I was her roommate and I was just... "huh? Something happened?"
Huh? Human jellyfish?
You guys were like... the cool Asian hall. XP
Hahaha the things we do on casino night...
Oh, guerilla warfare. Right.
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Date: 2009-04-03 08:29 am (UTC)Nor this pencil/masking tape business. What??
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Date: 2009-04-03 08:30 am (UTC)DEL USED THE >> FACE.
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Date: 2009-04-03 08:30 am (UTC)NOTICE THE SIGNIFICANT LACK OF -__-lls !!!!