Study Break Does Not Equal Studying

Which is why Rachel and I are going rock climbing in about an hour. I'm pretty pumped about it, it's been a while since I've scaled some walls. Should be a good time, I'm thinking.

But before we get too involved with this week's upcoming events, I feel I should talk more about the weekend... because it was quite a fantastic time. I left off with Friday morning-ish, before our meeting. Well, they didn't end up giving us lunch at our meeting, so after a little debriefing about what life will probably be like when we get back to our respective home countries, I joined Jens, Jess and Austin for lunch at B-Bar. Good food, good company. Things took a turn for the better when Janis and Rach arrived, though. They pointed out to me the previously unknown glory that is Strongbow for $3.8o. That was all it took. I finished my salad and knocked back a few Strongbows over good conversation with the kids who've become my family for the last four months. Smuggled out one last cider, picked up my AusToday paper (HD), and went back to my room. There wasn't anything particularly interesting happening in Evatt 2, so I grabbed my last Strongbow from the fridge downstairs, and wandered to the Ponds, where I laid in the grass, listening to Saves the Day, and drinking Strongbow in the beautiful Victoria sun. Yeah, it was a good afternoon. I made my way back to my room after a solid hour of contemplating just how much I love life, and fell asleep shortly thereafter. Timecheck: 3 p.m.

Now, you may remember that our lovely Barton Ball was also scheduled for Friday night. Yeah... I woke up at 6:47 p.m. The buses left at 7. This did not bode well for me. I got lucky, though, there was another set of buses going at 7:3o, so I quickly showered, got dressed, and made it down to the bus stop looking relatively presentable before the second set of buses left. The Ball was a blast and a half. Open bar, featuring champ&orange. We were double fisting at first... why, I don't know. I got a few pretty excellent pictures with my favorite kids, had quite a few good laughs, and completely enjoyed myself, despite the fact that I was in a dress and heels. In retrospect, it has been agreed upon by the general resi consensus that everyone got ridiculously messy. All in good fun, though. There was an after party at Home House, but at that point, few people were in any sort of form for consuming any more alcohol. I ended up taking a cab home with Jake, hanging out with him for a little while, then having to call security to let me back into my room because some jerk stole $2o and my room key from my camera bag. That was the only downside to an otherwise brilliant evening.

After achieving the new milestone of being completely drunk twice (two times... one two) in one day, I didn't do much on yesterday or Saturday. I wasn't hungover (surprisingly), but otherwise didn't have the motivation to do much of anything. I watched Pirates of the Caribbean Saturday morning while making and eating some mac and cheese, then wandered to the store with Rach, swapping only mildly embarrassing stories from the previous evening's shenanigans. We reunited that evening for dinner with Janis, Diane, Heather and Robin, and watched another couple of [H]ouse episodes. Nothing too extreme, though. I came back, and wasn't ready to go to sleep, so I scanned the network for some more cinematic greatness. Sunday didn't stray too differently from Saturday. I wandered around bothering people who were trying to legitimately get work done. Janis and I made caramel popcorn while watching American Pie, and Rach and I sat around in our pajamas while watching bike racing. Sometimes days like that are just necessary. I watched The Number 13 with Kayla and her friend, then, after some unit shuffling, watched an episode and a half of [H]ouse with the usuals. We've only got one episode left! What are we supposed to do now?! We must find the final two episodes... even though we've seen them months ago. We must remain committed.

Okay, the kids just called to yell at me because I'm late to B-Bar for lunch, so I've got to rock and roll. Until next time...

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