The first time in weeks

Today was the first time in weeks that I have been able to really hang out with friends. What with the year ending so soon, everyone is so piled with projects, papers, and exams to truly spend quality time together.

The morning started off great. I woke up two minutes before my alarm was supposed to ring and then I decided to skip out on breakfast so I could check e-mail instead. And, on the plus side, it was Friday so in my first psychology class, that meant that the teacher would show funny online videos that people had submitted. This time, we had a video courtesy of one of the TAs (apparently, they like to go on Youtube every once in a while to look up videos as well). This one was called "My Pathetic Ex-Boyfriend" and it featured this guy who was trying to make an apology video to his girlfriend but he kept breaking down and crying halfway through. This meant that he had to restart whatever he was saying quite a few times and near the end, he even tried taking off his shirt and do a so-called "sexy" dance for her. It cracked us up. (Well, except for a few girls sitting behind me who kept saying "Oh...no...." whenever the guy tried to take his shirt off). Hah.

Interesting fact from my second psychology class: In prehistoric times, the life expectancy of humans was only 18 years. "Can you believe that? We'd all be dead," stated my teacher, addressing the class. Assuming that everyone in the classroom was at least 18 years of age (of which I have no doubt), this would be very true.

Before going to my piano lesson, I was walking to Harcombe to stuff my face when I saw a fairly large crowd gathered on Cox Plaza. I passed by with only mild curiosity before I realized that they were grouped around these blue barricades. It came as an even bigger shock when I realized that the man in on the front of the newspaper I was reading matched the man who was
standing behind the barricades. It's the same guy, I thought. It's Brother Micah!

That wasn't the last I heard of him either. After I came back to the dorm from piano practice, Craig and I went outside to meet Vincey and there he was, still preaching. We even found a picture someone had made of Brother Micah on one of the tables in Loggia. It was a parody of him, I believe, since it pictured a troll dressed up in suit. Coincidentally, Brother Micah came into Loggia to "go pee" (as Craig called it), and not surprisingly, had to be escorted by cops to the bathroom. I stared at the parody of him that I held in my hand. "He doesn't look anything like his picture." I commented.

Well, I'm assuming Brother Micah left because most of the group gathered on Cox Plaza dispersed after that. Craig, Vincey, and I decided to head out to Moe Joe's for a good time of loafing around doing nothing. We met Anne, a girl in one of my psychology classes, in Moe Joe's and I was surprised to find that she had worked in Moe Joe's for so long since I never see her there. After half an hour of talking, we found that Vincey was hungry and the rest of us couldn't figure out what we wanted to do.

At some point during the conversation, I realized that I didn't get my father anything for his birthday so we all went to Hallmark so I could buy him a card. Finally, we realized that we might as well eat so we called up Jaclyn and waited for her to pick us up so all four of us could eat at Super Taco.

Craig tried lying across the sofa in Moe Joe's while we waited and it would have been fine any other day, but this time, Vincey and I were sitting on it so he kind of had to...lie across us. This was so NOT awkward when my psychology teacher walked in on us like that. I could have just been like, "Yeah...this is what I do in my free time, hang out in coffee shops and let guys try, well call it a social experiment, on me..." Luckily, my teacher was cool about it and even more luckily, Jaclyn came and picked us up before Craig could think up of other "positions" he'd like to try.

Super Taco was surprisingly good for such cheap food. We all sat and stared at Craig's funny-looking enchilada and Jaclyn told us stories about her family issues and we freaked out when Johnny came in. (At least, I'm assuming it was Johnny.)

Lastly...Les Poissons! Les Poissons! Hee hee hee! Haw Haw Haw! Yep, Jaclyn had that on her iPod and everyone joined in a chorus of the ever-loving French chef and his morbid obsession of singing about seafood. The last bonus was returning to Moe Joe's for a third time to visit Carly (and get free stuff!). I had contracted a stomachache while at Super Taco so I bowed out and left early. What happened to the other three after that...who knows?