TODAY WAS FULL OF WUT
Normally I'd start off with rambling about what all has gone on since my last post but this is just too I don't even know.
So today was the anime club's ice breaker party at Planet Zero, an awesome small Japanese-type arcade that we always have our parties at. The place opens at 1; our party was supposed to start at 2:30 since whoever is supposed to open always seems to be a bit late and we needed time to get the food started. We planned to end the party around 5:30 or 6 so people could make it to the 6pm homecoming game if they wanted. But when I got there (only 5 minutes early), they still hadn't opened. Long story short, by 5:30 several people came and went, and only Isabel (president), Haley, John (his brother Paul P. [Vp] and Natalie had walked to somewhere nearby), Jesse (a 22-year old guy that we just met who was also waiting disappointedly for PZ to open), and I remained. John and Jesse were walking to the Jack-in-the-Box in the area while Isabel was riding there with me before I had to leave for the homecoming game. As I was about to reverse out of my parking space, what else do I see but an awesome looking car, the one identifier of the guy we were waiting for. And so we ragerageragerageragerageraged at him for a minute or two before I finally left. I'm sure he had his reasons for being more than 4 and a half hours late, but right now I don't know them.
Moving on. So it hasn't been really rain raining in houston in a long long time. As far as I can remember, not a single raindrop fell in the month of August (and each day had a high over 100). So of course it picks the day of the homecoming game to just start pouring. It was bad enough driving in the nonsense but then I got to the game (25 minutes late because of houston drivers in the rain) and it wasn't even sprinkling in the stadium. For about half an hour. By then I had given the camera (property of our school newspaper) to Regan W. and my press pass to new photog Kyle (6 photogs at the game, 5 press passes, we had switch out) and was chilling in the stands. And then I had to break out the umbrella. I internally laughed at those silly enough to not bring a poncho or raincoat or umbrella or something. People escaped to safety in a covered area behind the stands and I lost sight of the other photogs. Then the wind started blowing. Hard. I braved it out with my awesome umbrella until I got a call from Kyle. It rained even harder and the wind grew fiercer and I gave up and joined the giant mass of people fleeing from the foreign substance falling from the sky. I finally joined the other photogs and joked with them for a while and took pictures of the wet crowd until the rain let up forever later. We managed to miss all of 2nd quarter and halftime. The homecoming court didn't even go on the field, so i've got no clue who our homecoming king and queen are... Our marching band didn't even go on the field because of all the rain. But the game went on. The rain stopped with the occasional sprinkle, so photog shenanigans continued.
Next up. A few minutes before the end of the game, Regan W., Bethany W., Kathleen L., and I (the photog editors minus Amanda P.) decided to go hang out. Yogurtland was canceled for somewhere in Chinatown. We decided to let Regan lead the way... Despite our hesitations (the last time we let him lead the way, he managed to lose us... In the parking garage *facepalm*). We should have followed our instincts. Regan was leading the way while I followed behind him, Kathleen behind me, and Bethany behind her. He almost led us on to the tollway. When I realized what was happening, I pulled over and the other girls pulled over with me. Bethany and Regan had ez tags (some houston tollways only take these special stickers that charge your back account monthly for your toll fees; either way, kathleen and I didn't have any change, and in this city we have enough free highways to take the cheap route anywhere.) but Kathleen and I were stuck. After a long while of deliberation (maybe 15-20 minutes or so), Bethany went through the tollway with her ez tag while Kathleen and I (not willing to take the chance of Bethany's dad's assertion that we could pass through twice before they sent us a fine) decided to go back. On the one-way feeder road. SO DAMN TERRIFYING. It was Kathleen's second time having to do it lulz. But oh my god even though there were no cars coming in the correct direction (Kathleen's got good timing) my heart didn't quite go back to normal until we finally hit chinatown 20 minutes later.
So then we get to a nice little cafe there and Regan, who was supposed to meet up with his dad for dinner 2 hours earlier, has to leave I DON'T EVEN WHAT. We got some delicious shaved ice with our cold wet feet trapped in our cold wet socks in our cold wet shoes. An adorably cute little girl kept popping her head out from behind the booth behind us and it was just so adorably cute. Kathleen called us blood sisters for going through that (illegal) experience together. Regan ninja'd in and we went to a place a few stores over and Regan ninja'd out. A small cup of wonderful mango and lychee popping bubble things later, and we all finally returned home to nice hot showers.
So that was toda-- errrr yesterday. Yeah. Adventures. As I type this last bit, the end of the Fooly Cooly finale is playing on my tv. Fitting background noise for a description of such an odd day. Sleep now k bye.
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So today was the anime club's ice breaker party at Planet Zero, an awesome small Japanese-type arcade that we always have our parties at. The place opens at 1; our party was supposed to start at 2:30 since whoever is supposed to open always seems to be a bit late and we needed time to get the food started. We planned to end the party around 5:30 or 6 so people could make it to the 6pm homecoming game if they wanted. But when I got there (only 5 minutes early), they still hadn't opened. Long story short, by 5:30 several people came and went, and only Isabel (president), Haley, John (his brother Paul P. [Vp] and Natalie had walked to somewhere nearby), Jesse (a 22-year old guy that we just met who was also waiting disappointedly for PZ to open), and I remained. John and Jesse were walking to the Jack-in-the-Box in the area while Isabel was riding there with me before I had to leave for the homecoming game. As I was about to reverse out of my parking space, what else do I see but an awesome looking car, the one identifier of the guy we were waiting for. And so we ragerageragerageragerageraged at him for a minute or two before I finally left. I'm sure he had his reasons for being more than 4 and a half hours late, but right now I don't know them.
Moving on. So it hasn't been really rain raining in houston in a long long time. As far as I can remember, not a single raindrop fell in the month of August (and each day had a high over 100). So of course it picks the day of the homecoming game to just start pouring. It was bad enough driving in the nonsense but then I got to the game (25 minutes late because of houston drivers in the rain) and it wasn't even sprinkling in the stadium. For about half an hour. By then I had given the camera (property of our school newspaper) to Regan W. and my press pass to new photog Kyle (6 photogs at the game, 5 press passes, we had switch out) and was chilling in the stands. And then I had to break out the umbrella. I internally laughed at those silly enough to not bring a poncho or raincoat or umbrella or something. People escaped to safety in a covered area behind the stands and I lost sight of the other photogs. Then the wind started blowing. Hard. I braved it out with my awesome umbrella until I got a call from Kyle. It rained even harder and the wind grew fiercer and I gave up and joined the giant mass of people fleeing from the foreign substance falling from the sky. I finally joined the other photogs and joked with them for a while and took pictures of the wet crowd until the rain let up forever later. We managed to miss all of 2nd quarter and halftime. The homecoming court didn't even go on the field, so i've got no clue who our homecoming king and queen are... Our marching band didn't even go on the field because of all the rain. But the game went on. The rain stopped with the occasional sprinkle, so photog shenanigans continued.
Next up. A few minutes before the end of the game, Regan W., Bethany W., Kathleen L., and I (the photog editors minus Amanda P.) decided to go hang out. Yogurtland was canceled for somewhere in Chinatown. We decided to let Regan lead the way... Despite our hesitations (the last time we let him lead the way, he managed to lose us... In the parking garage *facepalm*). We should have followed our instincts. Regan was leading the way while I followed behind him, Kathleen behind me, and Bethany behind her. He almost led us on to the tollway. When I realized what was happening, I pulled over and the other girls pulled over with me. Bethany and Regan had ez tags (some houston tollways only take these special stickers that charge your back account monthly for your toll fees; either way, kathleen and I didn't have any change, and in this city we have enough free highways to take the cheap route anywhere.) but Kathleen and I were stuck. After a long while of deliberation (maybe 15-20 minutes or so), Bethany went through the tollway with her ez tag while Kathleen and I (not willing to take the chance of Bethany's dad's assertion that we could pass through twice before they sent us a fine) decided to go back. On the one-way feeder road. SO DAMN TERRIFYING. It was Kathleen's second time having to do it lulz. But oh my god even though there were no cars coming in the correct direction (Kathleen's got good timing) my heart didn't quite go back to normal until we finally hit chinatown 20 minutes later.
So then we get to a nice little cafe there and Regan, who was supposed to meet up with his dad for dinner 2 hours earlier, has to leave I DON'T EVEN WHAT. We got some delicious shaved ice with our cold wet feet trapped in our cold wet socks in our cold wet shoes. An adorably cute little girl kept popping her head out from behind the booth behind us and it was just so adorably cute. Kathleen called us blood sisters for going through that (illegal) experience together. Regan ninja'd in and we went to a place a few stores over and Regan ninja'd out. A small cup of wonderful mango and lychee popping bubble things later, and we all finally returned home to nice hot showers.
So that was toda-- errrr yesterday. Yeah. Adventures. As I type this last bit, the end of the Fooly Cooly finale is playing on my tv. Fitting background noise for a description of such an odd day. Sleep now k bye.
Posted via LjBeetle