its now 3 and half hours later. im in davis. my feet are soaking wet, so i decide to take off my socks, but as i am in the middle of the library i decide to be polite and do this in the bathroom.
warning: if you wash your socks in a library bathroom you get weird looks.
warning 2: if you put on paper towel "socks" before leaving the bathroom, you get even more weird looks.
-warning 2a: these paper towel "socks" will get too soaked through by the time you get back to your table that you will have to take them off and throw them away, which is awkward cause then everyone within viewing distance of you will be able to see you peel wet paper towels off of your feet and then they will judge you.
warning 3: when you get back to your table and place all your wet clothes, like socks and sweatshirt, next to you in the windowsill, people wont sit near you (unless they are your roommate, and will like you despite all your flaws).
ahh rain.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Monsoon Season Part 1
it rained really hard. like monsoon hard. ive never experienced a real monsoon, but if i did, i feel as though it would be something like how rainy it was today.
it started poring at like 5:30, i had class at 6 and thus left my dorm at 5:50. at this point the rain and wind are in full stride, and i am walking ankle deep in water across the street, my green frisbee shorts are now a darker shade of green and my gray sweatshirt is now a darker shade of gray.
so i get across the street and have stopped, under the overhang of davis, and must run to greenlaw. although this is probably less than a 100 yard distance, i am worried that i wont make it. i have decided that my umbrella is not doing any good, so i have ditched this. (note: this is an umbrella i found at some tournament and is already breaking due to the wind/rain.. silly umbrella)
i take a deep breath and start sprinting through puddles and in this torrential downpour, but i am wearing my glasses and soon become blinded, so i take them off and am now carrying a folded up umbrella in one hand and my glasses in the other, sprinting blindly in the rain.
as i pass the UL, someone calls out to me, but as i am currently glasses-less and sprinting through the rain, its hard to stop.. but luckily the 50 people waiting under the overhang of the UL get to see me do a very awkward "here is my hand holding glasses" wave at some faceless person...
i finally get to my building, and there are about 30 people waiting inside, watching me take off my dripping backpack and wring the water out of my clothes. in the bathroom where i dry off a bit more, some woman tells me "its raining hard out." OH, THANK YOU. I HADNT NOTICED. more frighteningly; why do you think i'm this wet????
then i walk into my classroom, where everyone else (read: all 10 of about 25 other people who braved the walk to this class) seems significantly more dry than i am, and sit down in a corner, alone, where i can drip and slowly freeze silently for an hour and fifteen minutes.
it started poring at like 5:30, i had class at 6 and thus left my dorm at 5:50. at this point the rain and wind are in full stride, and i am walking ankle deep in water across the street, my green frisbee shorts are now a darker shade of green and my gray sweatshirt is now a darker shade of gray.
so i get across the street and have stopped, under the overhang of davis, and must run to greenlaw. although this is probably less than a 100 yard distance, i am worried that i wont make it. i have decided that my umbrella is not doing any good, so i have ditched this. (note: this is an umbrella i found at some tournament and is already breaking due to the wind/rain.. silly umbrella)
i take a deep breath and start sprinting through puddles and in this torrential downpour, but i am wearing my glasses and soon become blinded, so i take them off and am now carrying a folded up umbrella in one hand and my glasses in the other, sprinting blindly in the rain.
as i pass the UL, someone calls out to me, but as i am currently glasses-less and sprinting through the rain, its hard to stop.. but luckily the 50 people waiting under the overhang of the UL get to see me do a very awkward "here is my hand holding glasses" wave at some faceless person...
i finally get to my building, and there are about 30 people waiting inside, watching me take off my dripping backpack and wring the water out of my clothes. in the bathroom where i dry off a bit more, some woman tells me "its raining hard out." OH, THANK YOU. I HADNT NOTICED. more frighteningly; why do you think i'm this wet????
then i walk into my classroom, where everyone else (read: all 10 of about 25 other people who braved the walk to this class) seems significantly more dry than i am, and sit down in a corner, alone, where i can drip and slowly freeze silently for an hour and fifteen minutes.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
VA Fusion Travel Call
at Virginia Fusion this weekend, i was playing offense and some girl on some other team was guarding me.
there was a travel called, so i went to pat her on the back to tell her that something was called, but she moved just as i went to pat her on the back, and ended up lightly grazing her butt. this in of itself was awkward enough for me, but to make matters more awkward she was like "did..did you just...graze my butt?"
this lead me into an uncomfortable, short explanation of how i went to pat her on the back but she moved and then i said sorry quite a few times. this made things slightly less bad, but then she only face-guarded me for the last part of the point, meaning she never turned her back towards me, which made me feel bad cause i think i accidentally creeped her out...
thankfully the rest of that point wasn't too long and face-guarding is not conducive to repeating the same, butt-grazing, mistake twice...
Lean Back
so when i was walking back to my dorm during busy lunch hours yesterday, i went to walk behind someone who was standing about one person (turned sideways) distance from the edge of the stairs into the pit. however, this is the only obvious/nonintrusive way for me to pass by this mass of people and get to my dorm.
as i am walking directly behind this girl, she chooses that exact moment to take a step backwards, directly into me, making my options either fall down the three stairs backwards into the pit, or hold onto her backpack so i dont wipe out in front of this huge crowd of people.
in true self-preservation fashion, i decide to grab on to her backpack and quickly push myself past her so i dont drag her down the stairs with me, and pass by her faster than i would without pushing off of her backpack.
when she turns around to see who has grabbed her backpack and shoved her in the opposite direction of the way im going i avoid eye contact and apologize profusely, hoping this will be enough for her to focus on her phone conversation and ignore the fact that i almost fell down three brick stairs into the pit in front of about 100 people...
as i am walking directly behind this girl, she chooses that exact moment to take a step backwards, directly into me, making my options either fall down the three stairs backwards into the pit, or hold onto her backpack so i dont wipe out in front of this huge crowd of people.
in true self-preservation fashion, i decide to grab on to her backpack and quickly push myself past her so i dont drag her down the stairs with me, and pass by her faster than i would without pushing off of her backpack.
when she turns around to see who has grabbed her backpack and shoved her in the opposite direction of the way im going i avoid eye contact and apologize profusely, hoping this will be enough for her to focus on her phone conversation and ignore the fact that i almost fell down three brick stairs into the pit in front of about 100 people...
You Chose Incorrectly
when walking down a path you notice someone else is walking directly towards you, but they are texting and not really paying attention. You are the only two people on the path.
You choose:
a. go right.
b. go left.
They choose:
a. go left.
b. go right.
You chose: a. go right!
They chose: a. go left!
You both lose. and since they are texting, they dont notice you until you are walking on the small plants to the far right side of the path even though the path is at large enough for at least 4 normally walking people...
You choose:
a. go right.
b. go left.
They choose:
a. go left.
b. go right.
You chose: a. go right!
They chose: a. go left!
You both lose. and since they are texting, they dont notice you until you are walking on the small plants to the far right side of the path even though the path is at large enough for at least 4 normally walking people...
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Socialism
so while walking back from class today, i saw one of those people in the quad who are always trying to promote things, and sadly when i glanced up, i accidentally looked in his direction. which means he walked towards me to ask "are you interested in socialism?"
this seems like a trick question. am in interested in what aspect of socialism? like becoming a socialist? learning about socialism? defending democracy against socialism? leading a socialist uprising (which i am not prepared for, im far too quiet)? if you could just be a biiit more specific, sir...
and as i have no idea if this nice gentleman is pro or anti socialism, i dont want to hurt his feelings, so i just say "im good, thanks" which didnt really answer the question, but the confused look on my face probably made him realize that he didnt actually want me for whatever plans he had in store.
this seems like a trick question. am in interested in what aspect of socialism? like becoming a socialist? learning about socialism? defending democracy against socialism? leading a socialist uprising (which i am not prepared for, im far too quiet)? if you could just be a biiit more specific, sir...
and as i have no idea if this nice gentleman is pro or anti socialism, i dont want to hurt his feelings, so i just say "im good, thanks" which didnt really answer the question, but the confused look on my face probably made him realize that he didnt actually want me for whatever plans he had in store.
Onions?
so the other night i went with my friend to go get a bagel for dinner at alpine, and i was in line next to this girl who sounded like she hadn't quite grasped the whole idea of how sandwiches and sandwich parts go together...
man behind counter: so, would you like any onions on this?
girl: ummmm.. yeah. one.
man behind counter: ....like one slice? ...or like one onion ring?
at this point i have to take a step back so this girl cant see my reaction and i stop listening for fear of laughing too loudly directly in this girls face.
secretly i was hoping he would just put an entire, uncut onion in the middle of this sandwich and give it to her, but i suppose customer service is important if you want to keep your job or something...
man behind counter: so, would you like any onions on this?
girl: ummmm.. yeah. one.
man behind counter: ....like one slice? ...or like one onion ring?
at this point i have to take a step back so this girl cant see my reaction and i stop listening for fear of laughing too loudly directly in this girls face.
secretly i was hoping he would just put an entire, uncut onion in the middle of this sandwich and give it to her, but i suppose customer service is important if you want to keep your job or something...
Are You With The Bunny?
so at the labor day tournament in CA all of the teams dressed up as different themes, and one team went as rabbits (no, not bunnies. although they seem identical when the costume consists of wearing bunny ears and a tail, when i asked one of them if she was a bunny she became very defensive and said that she was a rabbit. when i asked her a few minutes later who thought of the idea to go as bunnies, i was reminded again that bunny costumes and rabbit costumes are not the same).
anyway, on our way back to one of our rental houses, and some girl in a RABBIT costume was standing outside crying.
so we get back to our house, and we're all just hanging around and talking and making some food and things, when the rabbit who was crying outside walks into the kitchen also and starts talking to one of the guys in the house. i am a bit confused, as i didnt think anyone on our team knew any bunnies from california.
a few minutes later, i walk out on to the porch and am talking with a few people, one of whom is the guy that the rabbit seems to know. determined to get to the bottom of this i ask him "did you bring the bunny back with you? im pretty sure i saw her outside crying and i didnt..." at this point, the bunny starts to walk outside so i stop talking. the guy i was asking this question to turns to her and says "hey babe" and kisses her, at which point i realized a few things:
1. i called her a bunny again.
2. these two people are dating
3. she was most likely crying because of something he did
4. i should probably never talk to either of these people again.
anyway, on our way back to one of our rental houses, and some girl in a RABBIT costume was standing outside crying.
so we get back to our house, and we're all just hanging around and talking and making some food and things, when the rabbit who was crying outside walks into the kitchen also and starts talking to one of the guys in the house. i am a bit confused, as i didnt think anyone on our team knew any bunnies from california.
a few minutes later, i walk out on to the porch and am talking with a few people, one of whom is the guy that the rabbit seems to know. determined to get to the bottom of this i ask him "did you bring the bunny back with you? im pretty sure i saw her outside crying and i didnt..." at this point, the bunny starts to walk outside so i stop talking. the guy i was asking this question to turns to her and says "hey babe" and kisses her, at which point i realized a few things:
1. i called her a bunny again.
2. these two people are dating
3. she was most likely crying because of something he did
4. i should probably never talk to either of these people again.
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