Time to get this ball rolling. Although not swimming in a championship meet this year (my first year ever not swimming in a shave/taper meet), I cannot deny that having more time on my hands is nice. I am getting more sleep, being more sociable, and getting more work done! Holler! I even get to leave early for my spring break adventure to Istanbul, Turkey. The perks are nice, but I would still rather race--but for now I need to focus on the good.
This was an easy week for me academically. While I had a lot scheduled, I had nothing actually due. That being said, I decided to start my weekend early: on Tuesday. My social schedule for this week was as follows: Tuesday- Mary Ann's, Wednesday- Trivia, Thursday- A Tua Nua, Friday- the usual, Saturday, the usual. Like I said, I'm done swimming, so why not?
My Tuesday night class was canceled for an event so I called up my friends to go to Mary Ann's--Boston College's unofficial bar which is prone to outrageous behavior on Tuesday nights. I met up with a friend who I volunteer with, C, and a friend of hers. They came over to my house to enjoy a few drinks and watch American Idol before we went off the MAs (no, I do not watch American Idol, but it is always good to have on when you have people over because no one needs to pay attention to it and it brings up a topic of conversation when the social atmosphere begins to lag).
We got to MAs a bit early and grabbed some drinks and a place to sit. We gabbed pleasantly for a while, saying hello to people we knew that were coming into the bar. It was fun, but after a while it felt like we were mafing* (Mafing*- Ignoring social obligation at a party, usually by sketchily texting in a corner or by being anti-social in general) so we got up to mingle.
MAs was getting sloppy and crowded. I was excited when I saw my friend M surrounded by a bunch of mutual girlfriends. M was ecstatic about her new fake ID which worked like a charm and I was happy she was there, too. Unfortunately, I lost track of C so I jumped over to M's posse. Around 1:45 am we decided to call it a night and grab a slice of pizza. Of course, Boston being the city that always sleeps, everything was closed. We hailed a cab and ordered dumplings from New Hong Kong. We arrived at M's house and devoured the sinfully delicious Chinese food. We finished the night watching clips of the best show on TV--Summer Heights High--and I retired to my home. All in all, it was a fun and carefree evening.
Wednesdays are always busy for me. I exorcise, go to work, and go to class. Today I also had a networking event that I needed to go to. I was exhausted, but I knew that trivia would be a blast. My friends and I arrived at trivia and promptly began our domination. While I was useless at sports questions, my knowledge of pop-culture and the environment proved valuable and we ended up getting second. While I am sure the other team cheated, we still won a prize. Holler.
Thursday night was bound to be fun. I was going to a fun dance bar called A-Tua-Nua with two of my close friends, Arc and Kry. We all met up at Kry's house to have some drinks before our cab arrived at 10:30 pm. We got in the cab and I found $5! Obviously, this night was going my way. Suddenly, disaster struck as we arrived at ATN: the line was stretching around the block, it was snowing, and it was freezing. For some odd reason we decided to brave the cold, long line for the promise of a sweaty, hot dance floor.
God works in mysterious ways, and suddenly we spotted one of our senior friends outside the bar looking confused. He saw us and swiftly escorted us inside! Hooked-up. After buying him a drink, I rushed to the dance floor where I saw my friend, C. The night progressed like a drunken prom. It was so much fun and the dance floor was bumpin'. We left at bar close and swore to go back--so much fun.
After such a wild week I am thinking about a more low-key weekend. Last night I chilled with some good friends and I did a lot of work today--lame, but fun all the same. I have a busy week ahead of me and I need to finalize some things before I leave for Turkey.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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