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And why not. I have about 5 minutes until the horror that is math begins. So I'm going to waste it as best I can.
Math...ugh...NOT my forte, y'know. Not anymore, anyways.
Let's see...
On Saturday, it was my dad's birthday party. I spent a few hours cleaning and artistically arranging appetizers on plates that had christmas trees on them (oops, my bad?). And then, at 3PM.... the horror began. The Terrorists, AKA Chris & Alex arrived. Anna wasn't bad, of course, just... the two x_x. "Hate" is putting it mildly indeed. They took over computer and TV (playing that annoying ATV game that came with PS2).
And naturally, it got worse... there was spillages of coke that were hidden until it was almost too late to clean, food thrown around, and - horror of horrors - the walls were slightly scuffed.
Luckily, me + Anna were past tipsy by 8PM. The next few hours were OK, we spent most of the time just talking and playing the guitar. I tried teaching her a little bit, but she had a problem distingushing between a clean major and putting your fingers on random strings and strumming. Keeping the guitar in tune for more than 5 minutes was a challenge.
And then, we took over 500 pics on webcam, including a series where she throws a pillow at my head... in slow motion...
"How smashed WERE we?" best describes the situation.
Sunday was blah.
UPDATE
Math was unbearable.
I just got back from dance.
Me + Anca rawk, but naturally, the leaders were in front and center and continuously screwed up. It's frustrating, but that's life, I guess. Recognized by those that matter, at least..
Tomorrow, I have to model at another culture-fashion show... but my usual escort, Calin, is in BLOODY ROMANIA right now. bahh!
He's also the only teenage male Romanian around x_x
So Monica, the Lovable Supreme Presider of Absolutely Everything, found a suitable male, "young enough" to be my escort.
Who? ...My dad.
>.<
 Arisuki · Mon May 30, 2005 @ 10:34pm · 0 Comments |
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