Thursday: The blood truck came again. Ana asked me if I wanted to donate blood with her, and I said yes. I was really scared, but, unlike Kevin, I sucked it up and went. I knew it’d be the last blood drive before the end of the year, and I needed to do this. Donating a pint of blood, even though it seems so much more, can save three lives. We went after lunch at Brandywine with Jenny, Kevin, Shang, and Kenneth. Shang and Kevin came with us, but disappeared after sometime as I was reading the manual thing. I was really scared. Then the nice lady took us to the Emerald Bay room and we waited for a little and some mean lady called me into the partitioned rooms, and asked me for my info and then put a plastic thing to my right middle finger. I was in the process of wondering what that was, AND IT PRICKED ME! I had no idea it was coming, and it almost discouraged me from donating. The mean lady asked the other nice older lady if 12.2 was okay, if the limit is 12.5. They were testing for my RBC count. The nice lady did it again, but she fumbled around with it for a little, which scared me some more. The blood that kept flowing out onto the napkin made me a little nauseous. After taking a survey on the computer, then waiting a little more, I went out to lie on the cot. It pricked, but I thought the finger one hurt more. I had to squeeze a stress ball and felt the blood gush out. It was nasty because I felt the heat of my blood flow out of me through the tube and into the pint-sized sack. It took 10 minutes, and an additional 5 minutes since it was my first time donating, I was excused to go get some refreshments. I watched Ana’s blood start pumping out, and that was a little better than mine coming out. I got a bright red tape thing to hold the gauze thing to my puncture. Bonnie told me later that her RA had one too, and she was all, what, does he think he’s cool or something? The Ana was done and we sat down and had some refreshments and waited for her class to start, since she skipped the class she should have been in. I wondered if it would be okay to take a few things out, since I knew the rest of them would like some Oreos and some Cheez-It’s. Ana told me this, as she shoveled lots and lots of food into her bag, was why she donated blood. I love that girl!
FRIDAY: I was planning on wearing my white V-neck and black skinny jeans and bronze flats to the banquet, and we were only planning on being there for a short while. But when Simon and Susan looked really good in blue, and Simon had the great idea of all of us coming in blue to a black and white event, we dug through our clothes to find stuff to wear. Kevin was going in jeans and a tshirt at first, but we convinced him to wear his green polo. Then Kenneth went over to get a nice blue collared shirt for him to wear. Ana couldn’t find anything so she went with Jenny to her closet to try to find things, but came back empty-handed. She found a blue striped half-sleeved shirt and paired it with a black skirt, and dressed it down with her Converses. Simon and Susan were a power couple. I changed my white blouse for my blue one and borrowed Ana’s black cardigan. Shang didn’t have anything blue, so he went with his black guitar tshirt, black pants and black shoes. They looked alright, since his pants were faded. We went to save some seats, and I found out my camera was running low on batteries, since we took 2347835756 pictures at the beach and I forgot about it. Got my charger and charged it on the icicle light decoration. It flickered on and off. When I needed it, I politely asked Shang to do it, because he deals better with people who stare at him for turning off a few decorations. He’s such a terrible sport, leaving right after we decided to camera whore. Honestly, who needs him? His constant whining is starting to bother some people. We cam whored for hours on end, then ran back to the hall to take pictures in there, because everyone was still at the banquet, but not before daring Kevin to take a picture with Marcie (another retake of Halloween), and Mike would go dance. Hassan was conveniently there, and we watched some girls try to teach Mike how to dance. I got some pictures. Then Kevin and Mike did the Titanic pose. I got the best picture. It was a good day. Some other days later we played vball, and this one douche from Lorien played with us: Jolliand, or as we like to call him, Jollyhandy. He looked good, so I asked him to be on my team, not knowing what an absolute ass he was. One of the first things he asked me: did you play in high school? followed by, is that how you always hit? and, can you set? and pass it to me! Dumb jerk, why don’t you learn someone’s name first before you start yelling at them. He kept giving everyone a hard time, and Kenneth and I totally bonded over that. Kenneth was from NY, which apparently was the reason he wanted to hit Jollyhandy. Kenneth had to verbally hold me back lots of times, because I tended to talk in a not-so-quiet voice, dissing that arrogant asshole. One time he ran over to hit the ball when it when toward the do-not-disturb sign, and hit it toward us. He was all, play it, play it, and I was all, don’t, trying to get the ball back to our side. We lost that point, but I threw it back to our server, and he looked surprised, so I clarified: we didn’t play on it; it’s our ball. He said to some people, or maybe just to himself, but it’s just a game, which got me really mad. Honestly, if it were just a game, why are you taking it so seriously and yelling at people? Is it necessary to use up all three hits every time the ball goes over to your side? And please, don’t hurry people up by clapping at them, and then looking over to me to see if we were on the same page, because we’re not and never will be. The next morning, we (Kenneth, Kevin, Shang and I) were sitting near the omelet place indoors so Kenef could see the game. He looked over and we all chittered at that person who we thought was Jollyhandy. We thought Kenef was kidding when he said he’d throw ice at him, until we heard and saw the ice slide across the ground to hit the girl sitting next to him’s foot. They both stared at it and looked around to see where it came from when we were trying hard not to react too much to it. A little later, Clever came over and I said hi to him, then something registered and I looked behind him and it was the real Jollyhandy! We threw ice at the wrong table and won’t let Kenef live that down.
SATURDAY: Good thing I chose to do Monday lab, because Matt is the best and most patient TA ever. We pester him with so many questions, and he doesn’t get mad or anything, and he held a review session scheduled for 2 hours and on a Saturday! He ended staying to answer questions for 3.5 hours. My brain was fried by the time I went back, and I had a raging headache. I shouldn’t have been so lazy to blog, because by now, the day after my sister’s graduation, I’ve missed 3 weeks of stuff from school. But this happened:
y0urbestfriiend (11:59:48 PM): that’s funny, i dreamed i was skiing
LoStxNxFoUnD91 (12:00:20 AM): haha
LoStxNxFoUnD91 (12:00:27 AM): but HASSAN’s a good ROWER
y0urbestfriiend (12:01:18 AM): and zach has a cute butt
LoStxNxFoUnD91 (12:01:59 AM): and bonnie has a bunny in her hair named simon lam
LoStxNxFoUnD91 (12:02:02 AM): but you didnt hear it from me
LoStxNxFoUnD91 (12:02:10 AM): you heard it from xoxo gossipgirl
I collected lots and lots of condoms from hard in Isengard to tape Hassan’s door the last Thursday. We did it really fast, with a huge poster that said stuff like “You should have sex with me because…” taken from Bonnie’s things all around the border of her door. We taped up 35 or so condoms and ran for the beach. Kenneth rented another Zipcar, but this was a minivan. He drove a van to Canada before. The beach was fun, even though Simon told us to turn left when it was really right, which was the first bad direction that kept us driving for two hours more than we should have been. I got really mad when Kennef told us, hurry! The sun is setting. Well who’s fault was it? Don’t ask us to hurry when you’re the ones not following our directions, giving us terrible directions, and telling us that you’d wait when you didn’t. Anyway, we almost forgot all about it when we got there, because Newport Beach is so pretty! The tiny houses that were right on the sand probably costs 4-5 million dollars! We discovered that day that Ana is a daredevil. She met the huge night waves head on and got smacked over lots of times, but she went back for more. Good thing Shang’s so tall, because it allowed me to take really cute pictures of people! I need to take that view on life. It’s admirable and will pay off. We went back after it got dark, after racing Simon, Kevin, Susan and Lily, which I came in third to only because Susan was tired 
, took several group pictures, and dried off. I was smart this time and didn’t look for water to wash the sand off my feet. I was so happy we got back by 10, which meant I had enough time to go eat at the last and best free finals food: buffalo wings,
and other stuff I can’t remember. It was especially delicious because we were wiped out from the beach. They went to Guppy after, but I was tired and there weren’t really enough seats. Susan, Kevin and I stayed behind, and it was fun! I took a last shower there, which saddened me, and took a picture of the foggy mirrors and another with Kevin. Throughout all of free finals food, we played Telephone, and thought about how 2 quarters ago we started the Stephanie Ashton jokes. Lily started the first Telephone and said something like “there’s a snake in my boot,” which I changed to “bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop,” which Shang thought was “blueberries go bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop,” which turned out to be something about Shang and a whip or something. I have absolutely no idea how it got there! The Kevin said, watch, the next one will be, raspberries go ra ra ra ra ra! He started one: “I’m rock out with my cock out,” which I added “big” to a part of that, and that turned out okay. I think Jenny ended up saying it our loud. Then Kevin suggested one to me: “I want to jam out with my clam out,” which I messed up and said, “I want to glam out with my big clam out.” Susan said she wanted to start one out that wasn’t at all perverted: “I like coffee and strawberry ice cream,” which I thought Jenny or someone told me “the strawberry fingered the ice cream.” Pretty soon the game just turned into picking on Bonnie and making her say embarrassing things like Zach’s butt in front of her roommate! We also made Jenny say stuff like, “Run, Jenny, run!” and she quacked! Ugh, I can’t believe it took me so long to get back to this and commit myself to finishing it! It’s been 4 weeks, and I’m forgetting more and more things! Other things that happened were the Penguins versus Team Rocket sand relays. The pyramids were fun to make. The pocket girl from vball. Ana sleeping with chips all around her and us feeding and teasing and recording her. Sitting on Bonnie’s closet and taking pictures of her scenery. Collecting all the condoms to tape on Hassan’s wall and Bruce realizing someone was taking them all. Rudy helping me study for my chem final. Staying up all night in the study room next to the ping pong table. Driving Shang and me to class. Eating M’nMs, Oreos without one side of the wafer, chips, and things they had in the common room because they had $100 in Albertson’s money, getting raped in the math common final, vball court was closed for finals week just when I was getting good enough to dive and actually save balls, missing those wonderful spacious showers that we took for granted when ours was under construction and taking longer showers at home because I can’t scrub all the soap off in the same amount of time, getting a B+ in writing, B in lab, B- in math, which disappointed me endlessly due to the fact that if I’d gotten 1.5 more points I would have had a solid B, and barely passing chem, which is terrible but still allows me to take it in the summer along with fiction and seeing them and cooking and cleaning and being more independent, finally. Freshman year could not have been better. I’m still working on writing a whole post summarizing it. Might take a while, but it’ll be there. <3
Tags: beach, blood truck, blueberries, condoms, finals food, hall banquet, lab practical, telephone
