here's friday for you all- this is extremely long
friday was different than the usual friday. i didn't get gib his cheese steak sandwich, so instead i'll get him one in april when i go back to Penn.
so we, as in sarah, mike and myself, left her house around 9:30/10 am. we got gas, and were on our merry way. the longest part of the drive was going through new york. what a lovely skyline there. buildings, garbage, wires and smog. nothing better to stare at when you're stuck in a car. we took a long way to the university but that's alright because sarah's quite amusing when driving through traffic.
i will say this though, i don't think i could possibly live in a city. not even managable. i just wasn't meant for that kind of lifestyle.
we finally got to the university at around 2pm. we all walked into the book store because i had to go the bathroom. 5 hours in a car will do that to you. we walked around the book store, poked at the books/music/supplies/movies - more an entertainment store rather than a book store. after looking in there we sat outside for a bit. a sweet, old veteran came up to us. he had a speech problem but i knew he wanted money for lunch. so i gave him $17. i know it seems a bit much, but he's poor because people like me were blessed with money, we give them $2 here and there when we feel like it and then buy $60 designer shit while they freeze their ass's off in the winter time. what good is being human and having money if you can't do something good using both?
we had lunch, walked around quite a bit looking for the damn building the show was in. because i'm a dip shit and wasn't really quick on the specifics i had no idea where the show was being held exactly. scott said second green building to the left one block away. yeah, my name is kim and i was dropped on my head as a child.
we finally found it after i asked a kind woman in one of the buildings where it was. after we found the building we walked at random places. sat down and watched the people stroll by. we wanted to go to the Dolie exibit (spell that right?) but there was no place to park so we came back to the university sat in the library across from the show and waited for seven. while i was spacing out some kid came up to the window to the library, tapped on it, and then proceeded to moon sarah and myself. neither one of us could stop laughing. it was completly random and made the moment perfect. his ass must've been so cold. i will admit this, he had a very nice bottom indeed. we walked into the building, where the show was, and sat in there because honestly, it was warmer in the gallery than it was in the library.
the show began and we all walked upstairs. mike didn't seem impressed and walked back downstairs, sarah looked around a little longer and went downstairs to keep mike company. i felt out of place by myself and once people began to show up i became even more anxious. it seems the whole day i was excited about going to the show, as soon i got there i got the worst anxiety attack you can possibly imagine. it wasn't that i didn't like the people there i was just torn between my friends downstairs and my friends in the gallery. i went downstairs, sarah cheered my up by telling some stupid stories.
we acted ridiculous. humping air, and me hitting myself in the head probably didn't impress anyone who might've been watching us. scott talked with us for a while. that made me feel better, honestly, he's a busy man and it made me appreciate the moment all the more by him taking the time to actually talk to sarah and i. thank you scott. i'm still wondering what he was having to drink. i imagine it was coke and rum but the brand is making my head hurt. i could smell the alcohol, and having him act silly only made me smile more. it actually made me wonder what he's like when he's drunk. is he twice as amusing, or the same humorous man?
i waited for victoria to show up so i could give her her gift and then i planned to leave. as soon as i saw her it took me a few moments to gather up the courage to give her the gift. i know she's a sweet woman, but i get nervous in large crowds and once again i apologize to those of you who i might have forgotten to smile at, or talk more to. we left at nine, even though i wanted to stay longer. we didn't get back to sarah's mother's house until around 1:30 this morning.
we didn't go to boston, sarah was sick. which was alright, boston isn't moving around any time soon and i have my whole life to see the places i wanted to see. today i devoted my time to helping my mother, going to see nelle, cleaning nelle's house while waiting for her, give her a hug and a kiss, drop her off to work, and run more errands for my mother.(nelle lives almost an hour away from me, and i have no reason to be in manchester, but i just had to see her. i missed her terribly.) that was my day in nutshell.
Thank you Sarah, for everything.
so we, as in sarah, mike and myself, left her house around 9:30/10 am. we got gas, and were on our merry way. the longest part of the drive was going through new york. what a lovely skyline there. buildings, garbage, wires and smog. nothing better to stare at when you're stuck in a car. we took a long way to the university but that's alright because sarah's quite amusing when driving through traffic.
i will say this though, i don't think i could possibly live in a city. not even managable. i just wasn't meant for that kind of lifestyle.
we finally got to the university at around 2pm. we all walked into the book store because i had to go the bathroom. 5 hours in a car will do that to you. we walked around the book store, poked at the books/music/supplies/movies - more an entertainment store rather than a book store. after looking in there we sat outside for a bit. a sweet, old veteran came up to us. he had a speech problem but i knew he wanted money for lunch. so i gave him $17. i know it seems a bit much, but he's poor because people like me were blessed with money, we give them $2 here and there when we feel like it and then buy $60 designer shit while they freeze their ass's off in the winter time. what good is being human and having money if you can't do something good using both?
we had lunch, walked around quite a bit looking for the damn building the show was in. because i'm a dip shit and wasn't really quick on the specifics i had no idea where the show was being held exactly. scott said second green building to the left one block away. yeah, my name is kim and i was dropped on my head as a child.
we finally found it after i asked a kind woman in one of the buildings where it was. after we found the building we walked at random places. sat down and watched the people stroll by. we wanted to go to the Dolie exibit (spell that right?) but there was no place to park so we came back to the university sat in the library across from the show and waited for seven. while i was spacing out some kid came up to the window to the library, tapped on it, and then proceeded to moon sarah and myself. neither one of us could stop laughing. it was completly random and made the moment perfect. his ass must've been so cold. i will admit this, he had a very nice bottom indeed. we walked into the building, where the show was, and sat in there because honestly, it was warmer in the gallery than it was in the library.
the show began and we all walked upstairs. mike didn't seem impressed and walked back downstairs, sarah looked around a little longer and went downstairs to keep mike company. i felt out of place by myself and once people began to show up i became even more anxious. it seems the whole day i was excited about going to the show, as soon i got there i got the worst anxiety attack you can possibly imagine. it wasn't that i didn't like the people there i was just torn between my friends downstairs and my friends in the gallery. i went downstairs, sarah cheered my up by telling some stupid stories.
we acted ridiculous. humping air, and me hitting myself in the head probably didn't impress anyone who might've been watching us. scott talked with us for a while. that made me feel better, honestly, he's a busy man and it made me appreciate the moment all the more by him taking the time to actually talk to sarah and i. thank you scott. i'm still wondering what he was having to drink. i imagine it was coke and rum but the brand is making my head hurt. i could smell the alcohol, and having him act silly only made me smile more. it actually made me wonder what he's like when he's drunk. is he twice as amusing, or the same humorous man?
i waited for victoria to show up so i could give her her gift and then i planned to leave. as soon as i saw her it took me a few moments to gather up the courage to give her the gift. i know she's a sweet woman, but i get nervous in large crowds and once again i apologize to those of you who i might have forgotten to smile at, or talk more to. we left at nine, even though i wanted to stay longer. we didn't get back to sarah's mother's house until around 1:30 this morning.
we didn't go to boston, sarah was sick. which was alright, boston isn't moving around any time soon and i have my whole life to see the places i wanted to see. today i devoted my time to helping my mother, going to see nelle, cleaning nelle's house while waiting for her, give her a hug and a kiss, drop her off to work, and run more errands for my mother.(nelle lives almost an hour away from me, and i have no reason to be in manchester, but i just had to see her. i missed her terribly.) that was my day in nutshell.
Thank you Sarah, for everything.