Theme Song: "Platinum Blonde Life" - No Doubt
Today's the third day of our 4-day long SPRINGFEST celebration on campus! It's awesome because I really need a break after all the running around I've been doing this week: I had a 13-page Film 252 paper (on Wong Kar-wai's 2046) due on Monday, a 10-page research paper for Film 262 ("Stanley Kwan and Homosexuality in Mass Chinese Media") due Friday, a 2-chapter test for Psych 101 on Thursday, and a massive 100-page deadline due yesterday. In other words, I've been working my ass off from 8AM (or 9) every day this week and stumbling into my dorm room after 2AM every night (since I've been spending hours in the Spectrum office designing yearbook pages).
Anywho, today a group of clubs (Allies, Environmental House, Boxing Club, etc) set up booths and run different carnival games. At the Allies booth, Jai, Deb, and I have people throw balls at glass bottles labeled "Hate," "Racism," "Bigotry," "Ignorance," and something else bad. Unfortunately, the main attraction, Recycled Percussion, has parked their big-ass tour bus right behind us so I have to stand behind the bottles like a goalie, trying to keep the balls from rolling under the truck... lots of fun.
In the end, lots of people try but it seems really hard, especially for a lot of the guys. Good power, bad aim, I guess, LOL. Surprisingly, I actually knock the bottles down at least 3 times and end up shattering "Ignorance." Jai decides that we should just put "Bigotry" out of its misery while we're packing up, so she picks up the bottle and slams it on the ground. It's such a dramatic moment... too bad the damn bottle doesn't break, LOL! She slams the glass bottle onto the ground again, but it's still intact. Finally, I grab it from her and have a RockStar moment, smashing "Bigotry" to smithereens. I laugh and say, "Now that's how you break a bottle!" Boo-yah-ah, y'all.
After we're done working our booth, I check out some of the other attractions, realizing that most of them are just food attractions: chocolate fountain, wine tasting, Hunt's boardwalk fries, thai food. "So, Molly, you're in line for the French Fry ride?" LOL, I run into Ambika and she challenges me to a Jousting match (Inflatable Jousting courtesy of the Boxing Club). Bring it! So after watching Steve beat the stuffing out of his girlfriend Lura in the inflatable ring, Ambika, the Tae Kwon Do ninja, and I put on our helmets, grab our sticks, and step atop the platforms. I think our match turns out to be the most acrobatic of all, since I like jumping onto the platform and dramatically diving off whenever Ambika attacks.
I'm not sure who won... it depends on which rules you follow. I knocked her off the platform every time (like 4x), but once she's down, she always magically comes back from the dead and knocks me off too. Oh hell, I'll claim victory for now. That's just what I needed... and now that the festivities are over, I feel relaxed and ready for finals. Bring 'em on, baby!
Oh yeah, by the way, we've chosen our housing assignments for next year. Sadly, the seniors snatched up the Single rooms before any underclassmen had the chance to pick, so I do have a roommate next year. Although I wouldn't have minded being roomies with Sean again, a close friend (who could be considered an "ex") proposed that we live together next year and after much consideration, I've accepted his offer. He and I will be living in a motel suite-style room (Number 10) in Lahm Hall next year. WOO, I can't wait!
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