Almost anything goes

My school has a "game" night that creates unity by forcing the classes into mortal combat... Okay not really. But with they way some of my classmates acted last night I thought they were going to die if we lost. Not like that was possible.

I don't think we were ever not in the lead. I know we broke one school record, personally I think we broke two. My class was the first class in my schools history to win the game night all four years. Whoop-de-freaking-doo. We also took first place but for four events, in which we got second. By the last two events/games there was no possible way for us to lose.

Watching crazed college students in color coordinating outfits run around participating in stupid games was definitely worth the time I spent there. I can't remember all the games, but here is a run down of the basic logic defiying humiliation I went through for four years:

First event... maybe.

Imagine a two rows of senior college students facing each other. Now see them laying on a gym floor facing each other with about two feet between their faces. Then die laughing as they blow, yes blow, a ping pong ball down the line of people.

Second event

I always skip out on this event, unfortunately I was forced to participate at least once. The object of this trial is a big black inner tube. The success of the trial is running out to said inner tube holding hands with a classmate and then pulling the inner tube over your heads. Super awkward, but not the most awkward event of the night.

Third event... I have stopped even trying to remember the order.

Carrying M&M's, in a spoon, from one jar to another... not fun. Also another event I don't participate in.

Fourth event.

Blowing up a balloon while running from a corner of the gym to the middle while holding hands with a classmate, only to have said classmate sit on the balloon and pop it, once your in the middle. After the balloon is popped you run back to your corner of the gym to repeat the process.

Fifth event.

Tug 'a war. Does this need any more explanation?

Sixth event.

This event is a little awkward to explain. Basically there is a line of people on the floor and those people have to move a mattress back and fourth down the line with different people riding it... kinda like a magic carpet, but smelly and powered by people.

Seventh event.

A paper airplane folding extravaganza! Can you tell which event is my fav? I thinks so. The winner is the class that gets the most paper airplanes into a circle in five minutes. It's the only event where the gym stops becoming a mad cheering den and becomes a focused silent libraryesk experience.

There are also three other areas to score points: number of participants, decoration of corner, and class chant. I feel like I missing something, but it most not have been crucial if I didn't remember it. Speaking of people not remembering I am highly irritated at the personages in charge of this game night. They forgot to buy the ice cream, so during the ice cream break we got nothing. So aggravating.

But yes, my class created a first record. For our sake I hope someone other poor class with nothing better to do on a Saturday night soon joins the prestigious rank we have created.

On the weather

Last night a friend and I were discussing why the weather was want to change so drastically in such a sort amount of time. I told her how it was because the Fae courts were fighting and that in a few weeks Winter would win and we would all be freezing our arses off. This spawned a conversation about which legions were fighting and the likely hood that they would win soon.

My friend told me that she thought the Fae should just screw each other so as to keep a consistent temperature all year long. I am of the opinion that the weather changes would be more drastic if that was the case. If the weather is this bad when they are fighting imagine how bad it would be if they are having sex and aren't in control of their powers. It would be massive blizzards with random patches of over one hundred degrees.

She thought it would blend together nicely, but when dealing with the Fae it is best to assume worst case scenarios, since that is generally what happens.

I am not sure what is worse. The fact that we disagree or the fact that we argued and didn't find the topic strange... My life is so much fun sometimes.

Parents weekend

This weekend was an evil tease. I got to march in graduation regalia without actually getting my diploma. It was like a test run. You are graduating and we want to make sure you know it... Driving you insane is just a bonus. I hate people.

My parents came up (or down) to see me march. Which was a little ridiculous since they had to drive over 10 hours (each way) to see me for the grand total of one day, half of which was spend in church and then sleeping. So yeah. It was fun, I guess. I would have much preferred going home to my parents coming up, since now I will not be able to go home for my Mid-term break. Makes me irritable. I wanted to see my siblings (shocking) and my parents at home. Okay so mostly I just wanted to see the new puppy they got. It's super cute. It's a mix of German Sheppard and fence jumper. They don't know who daddy is.

We spend Saturday night at my friends house and my parents told all sorts of embarrassing stories. I was jealous because no one else's parents partook in the child jibing. Of course no one else's parents were present. So I decided to start telling stories about my best friend's fiancé. This lead to an interesting quote:

"Who needs a fiancé when you have your fiancée's best friend."

There are just so many things wrong with this situation. I can't even begin to explain the horror of the above comment being taken out of context. Since I was meaning why need a fiancé to tell embarrassing stories when her best friend is there to tell all the really bad ones. Not like that makes it sound better, just not as fucked up.

We played a kick ass game that night, Bang! Only one of the best simi-rpg card games out there. The game is super complicated, but these are the basic rules. Read that if you want it explained better.

Anyway at the very beginning of the game I killed off one of the players. Everyone got mad because he hadn't even had a turn to play. Which if you ask me just makes me awesome. But then we had a catch phrase for the rest of the day. Which was

"... Because Michelle is a jerk."

Everyone started using that at the end of a comment. So if they were going to shoot another player it was "Because Michelle is a jerk." Basically everything was my fault. Stupid people must not realize how real life works.

The weekend was lots of fun, but it was also extremely tiring. I want a week long vacation were I don't have to do anything.

TGIF: Awkward moments

Chunks of rock littered the yard making walking difficult. The weather had worn rivets in the stone slabs making the scratches unintelligibly and a lazy grounds keeper had let grass clippings cover the flat stones.

For those of you who didn't already realize it, I visited a graveyard today. Why? Well I have been meaning to pay my respects for a few friends and have never managed to make it out to their respective burial sites. I thought it would still be okay if I found a tombstone with the same name (only the same first name) and left flowers there. Unfortunately after trapezing around trying not to wake on someones grave I gave up. I couldn't find a single matching name. Instead of that I went and found the most unkempt graves and left a flower. I figured the people are probably so old that no one is alive who can take care of their graves, so they won't mind if a stranger leaves a flower. Right?

I hope they don't mind. I always get upset when I see a tombstone that can no longer be read. I can't express in words why it bothers me, it just does. So the least I can do for those people is to leave a small memento to the time they spent on earth.

It was much more awkward than I thought it would be to go to a graveyard. This was my second time visiting one and even though it was late afternoon and the sun was shining, the entire area gave this creepy vibe.

Anyway. I was going to talk about my second awkward moment of the day. My roommates family can to visit for the weekend (It's parents weekend at my school, which is, as the name implies, a weekend where parents come up and visit) and decided they wanted to see the room. I was in the middle of doing laundry. I had clothes hanging from my ceiling light. Not any bras, but still awkward. Plus I was wearing pajama capris and haven't shaved... in a while. You get the picture. It was not my most sterling moment.

So TGIF, because if this was any other day I would have to shoot myself. Oh and I have to march in my robe tomorrow. Not excited. Although I am pissed I don't get to wear my hood. I mean who makes college graduates wear their robes and not their hoods. Not that I wanted to wear the hood... It's just that I was forcing myself to get psyched about wearing one, and now we're not. It messes with my mental stability.