Theme Song: "Battle Without Honor Or Humanity" - Tomoyasu Hotei (from Kill Bill: Vol. 1)
Rewind back 10 days to Friday, December 1st. After 6 weeks of preparation, the Symphony Band's finally performing its winter show at the Majestic. Quick Question: How come whenever us guys put on a tuxedo, we all think we're James Bond?! Honestly. The show gets off to a good start, but then Dr. Peddell decides that this would be a good venue for his new stand-up act. Really, he points out the Bullet Band's accomplishments from this year only to negate them with sarcasm. "We won Best Costumed Collegiate Marching Band... *applause* We were the ONLY costumed marching band. *nervous laughter*" D'oh! Backstage during the concert I realize that my friends weren't exaggerating--CJ really is a crazy person. Trust me, I know "crazy" when I see it... so much easier when it's taking a Duck Duck Goose break during the concert. Personally, as a kid I preferred "Red Rover, Red Rover, let's beat the hell out of Matt." :-D *sigh* Good times...
After hearing that Jordan has a solo in the Choir's Holiday Concert on Saturday night, I decide I'll go and show my support... even though I loathe choir music. *sigh* I trek my way across the grassy knoll to the Chapel and it is PACKED to the rafters with people. I finally wiggle myself into a bench where I'm welcomed by a nice hispanic family. However, this feeling of comfort doesn't last very long. With the first aaaaaaah, I immediately think, "Oh God, this is how I'm gonna die. Isn't it?" From the groggy expression already on her 6-year-old son's face, it just might be a YES. For a holiday concert, the song selection is just plain depressing--not as severe as the NHS Orchestra's rendition of "Here Comes Satan Claus," but a far cry from "Feliz Navidad," my personal holiday favorite. My favorite performances come from the World Music Ensemble (of which Jordan is a member), specifically "Haida" and "Svaagat." Good stuff. The strangest thing about the show is that they make the audience stand up and sing Christmas carols. It reminds of when we all had to stand and recite the Pledge of Allegiance in school. Oh, how I wish we could've replaced that with "Angels We Have Heard On High"; I used to love playing that song on my CASIO keyboard as a kid.
Once I've reached my limit of singing, I make a mad dash for the AIDS Awareness Semi-Formal dance held in The Attic. Upon arrival, I realize that going stag may not have been the best idea this time; it's very couple-y up in herrre. I hook up with Jai and Paul and 'em. And let me just say, this dance has the most entertaining party favors EVER! At each table, everyone gets their own goodie bag which consists of two condoms, two bite-size tubes of lube, and an instruction manual. Tiiight! However, who decided that BANANA was a good condom flavor? Really, it's hard enough to suppress the gag reflex as it is! *cringe* Personally, I would never recommended/rely on pre-lubed flavored condoms... I've learned that lesson the hard way. M'hmmm.
Four nights later, I cover the holiday concert by UpScale, gBurg's all-female a capella group. And although as I said before, I'm not a big fan of singing, I LOVED this concert! They remind me of an all-female barbershop quartet and their renditions of some popular hits are very cool. For the most part I like how they incorporate the beatbox (courtesy of Chris): Like A Prayer, YES, Don't Speak, NO. DOn't get me wrong, they sing No Doubt's classic song very well, but I wanna ROCK OUT to that song, not LEAN BACK, LOL. Other than that, it's a short, sweet, flawless show--so much that I attend the male equivalent with Drop The Octave's concert... but that one's more for the ladies (each with their favorite singer), so I leave that one VERY early.
A little less than 24 hours later, I head back into the freezing cold to attend an ALLIES party at Mike aka Professor Wedlock's apartment. And even though Mike has thrown this soiree on a very low budget ("I Can't Believe it's not Apple Cider"), it is fabuloso. Really, there's individual cheese knives, french records playing, and plenty of soft light. Clean, Elegant, Gay. :-D Also at the party are Mel, Jai, Dave, Mark, and Morgan--apparently, the guys couldn't find the front door so they just climbed up the fire escape and crept directly into the kitchen. Sneaky, sneaky. We all have a fun time talking about the usual: crazy professors, photography, sexual innuendo (plenty of quotes from that night, LOL). Of all the things I remember most, I remember Mel and Jai talking about their encounter with some Seminary boys. Mel points out how much bigger his crucifix pendant is than hers... but frankly, I stopped listening after she said, "2 1/2 inches." Most unimpressive. *re-inserts iPod earphones* Shareef don't like it, This is NOT Kosher! Rock the Casbah, Rockin' The Casbah...
Since I already told Beth that I'd attend her Intro to Theatre Arts performance at 7, I leave the party after about 50 minutes or so, even though I wish I could stick around longer. Mark and I leave Mike's apartment and he suggests that we run to our respective destinations so we'll be on time. *cranks neck* Boy, it is 20 degrees out here! *long pause* Okay. Long story short, he and I end up jogging across the town square back to campus. I'm happy to report that I can still outrun a healthy teenager even with that boulder strapped on my back! :-P Downside is that I get so excited that I almost clothesline this biker dude on York Street. The Theatre Showcase is an absolute blast with segments from The Breakfast Club, Hansel and Gretel (the lead actors remind me of Jim Carrey and Kim Wayans' characters on In Living Color), Naomi in the Living Room, and 10 Things I Hate About You. My personal favorite is the female Odd Couple; our high school Drama Club performed that one... but these college co-eds give dead-on performances. Bravo!
Lastly, on Sunday I swing by Lynn's swanky apartment in Huber Hall. For those not "in the know," Lynn's a Resident Coordinator. I'm glad that I have no problem remembering her name, unlike my current RA--I'm pretty sure it's either Magic or Jazz or Laser or Turbo... one of those has got to be right. Note to Self: People, we realllly need to STOP namin' our kids this crazy shit! Anywho, at Lynn's informal bash, we end up watching Christmas episodes of Garfield and Family Guy. And while I'm there I get the chance to talk to Rebecca (the bridge between ResLife & ALLIES) and Huber Hero Matt, which is pretty cool. But now enough of that, I must continue to study for my finals!
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