Oh man. Crazy week. Overall, not a bad week, but I wouldn't exactly call it a crown jewel among pebbles, either.
Last weekend I went to Chicago on a whirlwind adventure with three of my friends from school. It was the best weekend of this school year so far (which I suppose isn't saying much, especially with the knowledge that the weekend directly preceding it was by far the worst weekend I've experienced in a long time) if only because I had done my best to do as much homework as possible in the days leading up to it so that there was not a whole lot of pressure to work on anything while I was gone. That was handy, considering that, even if I had brought stuff to do, it wouldn't have gotten done.
The week since then has really been pretty steadily downhill until yesterday. Even with all my great foresight, I still had a lot of catching up to do after getting back to school, and I still haven't really gotten into the rhythm of school and trying to be productive. This is going to be my most full semester academically (if things go as planned, that is) and I'm still working on reconciling that to how I go about my academic business. On top of all that, there are a lot of social changes at work in my life and circles of friends, so I've been adjusting to those as well.
But, as I have taken to doing lately, let's not think about all that junk. I want to talk about the great weekend I had. There were a lot of "best parts" of it, looking back.
The actual ten-mile walk was incredibly fun. I mean, I'm not usually one for physical activity, but that experience was incredibly refreshing. A big part of it was the presence of my closest school friends and the conversations we got the opportunity to have together in that nearly 4-hour period. They completely summed up the three Star Wars I haven't seen (the newer three, the three they told me aren't worth watching, though I don't fully believe them) and the VII-IX trilogy that hasn't yet been made into movies. We talked about THE GAME (if you're a player, you just lost, beeteedubs) and the likelihood of its ending anytime soon. We talked about our friends, about each other, about our lives...I got so much closer to those three people just by walking and talking with them.
One of my other favorite parts was the lack of school rules to follow. When we got into Chicago at around 11:30 pm local time, we checked into our rooms, set up our stuff, and then the two guys came over to our room and we played cards until about 1:30 am. This would not have gone over well at school, and as we all sat there playing cards, we joked about all the Calvin laws we were breaking. Our door was not propped open, we were all sitting on the bed with no feet on the floor, and it was way past open-house hours. Saturday morning, the boys came and picked us up for breakfast, and because we hadn't had to wake up as early as they did to move the car, we were still getting ready, so they just chilled in our room and waited. Again, violations galore. Saturday night, as well. Rules broken up the wazoo.
In case anyone at Calvin who cares is reading this, I will provide this as evidence that boys and girls can be in the same room without spontaneously making babies. Also, this is proof that if anyone ever really wanted to do the nasty, the nasty would get done, with or without your permission or knowledge. Responsible freedom usually entails freedom.
I have to go to work now, so I'm going to leave this post without any formal conclusion-esque paragraph. A lot more happened last weekend than I have time to talk about here. Maybe I'll write later.
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