Today was pretty monotonous and boring until the evening so let's fast-forward until then, deal?
Saige, Paige, Daley, Sarah, and Liz are always regulars when I blog and tonight is no exception. Dinner with these shmucks is never a dull occasion. It is usually supplemented with awkward comments from Saige and I and the reactions we get from Sarah and Liz, mostly Sarah. No subject is off limits at the dinner table. EVERYTHING is covered. Drugs, sex, alcohol, movies, boys, sex, classes, the mysteries of life, and most importantly sex. Nothing makes people more awkward then a conversation about sex. How many of you reading this feel awkward as a result? I'm guessing about 99.9% of you are, Saige being the exception. Enough about sex, if you have any questions go ask your parents or a doctor. Saige and I embarked on a long search for a brownie cake concoction that several other people had for dessert. Determined to find it, we made several rounds around the cafeteria before asking a random girl where she got hers. Triumphant in our search we began to eat only to find out that it was disgusting. Saige had the idea to put salt on it and finished her cake, and mine. I was not that brave or desperate so I stuck with the normal brownie. Bryan and Scott soon joined our table and the quote of the day came about, "I got shivers because I was so happy for him." Thank you Bryan Tello. You're always welcome at the dinner table.
Tonight is Tuesday which naturally means movie night. Venturing from our normal movie theatre, the group decided to go to the Broadway Cinema and watch, "Buried." Now many of you probably haven't heard of this movie. It's not exactly mainstream but none of the movies showing at the Broadway are, so we weren't quite expecting what was to come. Two hours of staring at Ryan Reynolds in a coffin sounds like a boring movie but it was actually very suspenseful. I was leaning forward in my seat, covering my eyes, and was in disbelief for most of it. You can tell how good it was by the massive anxiety attack Saige was having afterwards. The only thing that sucked about it was Daley was my date and she didn't hold my hand, not even once. What a bitch. But perhaps the best part of the outing was the crazy man playing the cello outside the movie theatre. He was also singing but I couldn't understand him so I won't try to reiterate the lyrics and I was going to take a picture but not even I'm not that big of a dick.
Upon returning to the room, I walked in the bathroom to find a massive amount of bubbles in the suite mates sink. I don't even know what to say about that. Also I sprayed Daley with Febreeze because she is stinky, but to be fair she was the one who suggested it. I have mentioned Saige's name in this blog 7 times. That's not healthy. I'll leave with this one last thought, can you teach yourself to be ambidextrous? If so, Saige would really want to know how because it would help her "social" life. The people at dinner will know what I'm talking about. That's 8. What a Chaige.
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