The story of Friday

So Fridays are when I have 4 classes, basically all in a row with only a break from 11-12. This Friday I decided to go down to the Writing Center for help with my paper for my seminar which I had finished but with a rubbish conclusion (I really suck at those..) so it was 2:45 and I thought I had plenty of time for my 3:00 appointment but my printer decided to randomly run out of ink so I put it on my flash drive and ran to the library to try to see if that would work. When I got there, it took me awhile to figure out how to log into that dang system and when I finally put in my flash drive, it came up as those annoying square things that happens when the computer can't read your paper.. it was then 3:07 and in frustration I ran to Smiddy (which is the furthest building on campus, no lie) to see if I could print it out there. I got there at around 3;15, and told them the story and they got me a computer that actually could read my file. I met with Lawerence, one of the writing center people. As he read aloud, we both made corrections and talked about how awesome my topic was, and how to write a good conclusion.
My paper is about sustainable cars, foucing on the super-cool, super-sustainable, and incredibly cute Air Car:














Yeah, this baby is amazing and I totally signed up to be notified when it's available in the U.S., which should be in 2010.
So anyways, right after my appointment, I got a text saying we were going down to Apple Festival in 15 minutes so I walked over to the dorm and walked with Chris and Amelia down to catch the bus, which was almost completely crowded.
The Apple Festival was AMMAZINGGG. We explored all the stands, got some Indian food (vegetable samosas, the thing of Gods), hot apple cider, apple cider doughnuts (not as good as back home, but pretty close), pumpkin cookies (orgasm in my mouth), and I also bought a 1/4 bushel of apples, where I mixed three different types of apples: a japenese one, Macoons, and a third I don't remember, but they are all really good and I've basically been eating nothing but apples. Guess I won't have to go to a doctor anytime soon.
So after all that, me, Chris, Mara, and Amelia decided to go to Urban Cowboy which was put on by IC After Dark and we played poker, me and Chris sack raced and lost but definitely won in spirit, and we danced the night away (while me and Chris also learned how to line dance). When we were dancing, we meet people who invited us to go with them to a White Party at a club/ restaurant called Poncho Villa. So the reason it was called White Party was that the price was reduced for gents and girls got in free if you wore white. So we took advantage of that. So we changed into white and grabbed the bus downtown. The whole bus was white, we looked like a cult. And so crowded, we barely fit people on. Notice my crazed look. Classic.




























Anyways, we danced there until 12:45, I danced with two random asian guys (which I immediately told K-bo about) when we ran for the buses that apparently came at 1. We got to the stop and found that we still had about 40 minutes so me, Mara, and Ameila ran to see if we could fund somewhere with drinks and alas we did.
Tired and not wanting to move, we made our way back to the bus stop and waited for the bus. We got home around 2 and me and Amelia collapsed into bed.