Monday, March 6, 2006

Wishing on a flickering star for a war that's bound to happen.
Stuff since I last posted:

I uh… I had a birthday party that started on midnight Thursday, at Sultan’s (the hookah bar place). It kinda surprised me. Kinda surprised me a lot. *grins*

I was given balloons tied with pretty ribbon. They made me happy. (I tied them to my bed post) ^_^

I had a surprise thing in my room whenever I came off from work Thursday. *grins like crazy*

Friday: Hung out with Ruby Ann; went to the mosque while she converted. I guess it’s pretty much everything plus official.

Everyone afterwards went to celebrate at Sultan’s. I was so dead tired from everything from the whole week, and ended up falling asleep on one of the couches around 4am-ish (I think I was hugging a pillow >.<;; ) I got back in my room with the people that left “early”, and thus didn’t get in till 5:30 am. (It seems to be a running tradition for my group to stay on weekends till the sun comes up. The café place closes long before then, but they stay till everyone leaves, and till then, lots of interesting conversation occurs.)

Was woken up with a phone call at 8 (My aunt, the one I lived with before. The phone call was an honest out of the blue surprise, and a long inane story in itself, so yeah.) Slept till 2pm, and was awoken by a phone call from Franco’s aunt and cousin.

And that is how I ended up spending that night/early morning and all of Sunday fishing.

Oyeh, it was the first time I had ever went fishing! And it was fun. =D

… Even though no one caught anything, although I think a few people got sick (Eh, it was sort of windy-cold that weekend). And I got kinda sun burnt. And after 8 or so hours, the shrimp we were using as bait got really slimy gooshy and moreso smelly, which was attracting all these birds in our general direction, and there were crabs on the bottom that were stealing the shrimp right off the hooks..

But yeah. It was still fun. *grins*

I think part of what made it fun was the people I went with. We went to three or four different places; the ones I remember being Corpus Christi, Anaramus or something like that, and Indian Point. The last two that I remember were islands, so yeah.

Ok, it was late late Sunday night that I got back from fishing. That Tuesday this happened. If you click “watch this story” that’s highlighted in blue, you’ll see the dorm I live in. =X

It was like 2:30-something in the morning; I was in my room. Two of my friends were having stuff, and so they were in there with me talking, when all of a sudden some guy opens my door and walks right in. To make a long story short, he asked for someone who doesn’t go to our school (it was checked afterwards; it’s a nonexistent name on the dorm lists) whom he claims was his sister, blah blah blah, after he left I called campus police, they almost caught him in the parking lot, but he jumped in his car and tore out of there.

>This will ‘splain what happened 3 weeks ago-ish, which is what makes what happened Tuesday night a bigger deal than how it first comes off.

Oh yeah. If you watch the video thing, it says that campus police confirms that the guy didn’t have access to any of the dorms.

I wash my hands of the situation. *brushes hands* It’s nothing to stress about; I just need to remember to lock my door whenever I’m inside as well.

I’m prolly gonna post later tonight, about the wedding that was Molly’s.

And Kansas. And uh, some of the bus trip that was… you know, it seemed much longer coming back than it did going.

…..I’m gonna stop here. =X

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