completion of a day

its over. this is how i define college days. after the insanity that was this morning, the rest of my day has been no less interesting. i was sitting here fooling around on the internet at 8:20 when my alarm clock went off, scaring the living shit out of me. that kind of stuff just shouldnt happen. before that, i ate breakfast at the pit for only the second time since ive been here. i was mostly awake during my 9 am chem class, but mostly asleep sometimes too. once i got up and walked out to get some water, go to the bathroom, and run some flights of stairs. i think they dont care if you do that but i felt bad anyway. the french test was postponed so i went back to johnson and slept. i slept right into my seminar so i didnt go to that, getting up instead to go to the mag room at 1. turns out it was closed so we just went to the pit again. afternoon was slow, watched patrick and critter play halo2, sorted pics and gave the ogb camera back. had the isps study at 6 and watched the same girl for another hour. almost choked on an air bubble while chewing gum... ate at the pit again...

all this is pretty standard i guess. later we hung out at luter with the girls and watched billy madison. thought we would go to mini golf but decided it was closed and patrick said something about bowling so we changed our minds. after trying to call some people and stopping back by johnson, the lot of us {ended up being 20, in fact} took a shuttle over to student drive and i piled into caroline's bmw with clay and kristen. caroline cannot drive. this is something we knew already but were reminded of again. we found the bowling alley and thought it was closed but it wasnt. the all of us squeezed in and got everyone confused but after borrowing some money from shizzle my nizzle burmizzle it was all worked out. we paid $7 and had two and a half hours to bowl. pretty good deal i say. so we bowled for two and a half hours. i spun the little eight pound ball all night long so of course my right hand is just completely fucked. not a recurring injury, just all the little muscles and tendons hurt like hell all the time. meh, it will go away in a couple days.

i think we did three games and extra stuff, just messed around for the last half hour or so. i ended up somewhere between six and ten strikes and got a 109, a 99, and a 153 in three games. may not be as good as some people but its a helluva lot better than a lot more. afterwards, we piled in and found our way to the nearest cookout, picking up milkshakes.

i cant bear typing anymore so goodnight. ill see you in the morning.