success

This weekend was honestly one of the most fun weekends I've had in a while, and that includes the science project :P Okay, fine, maybe that wasn't thaaaat fun, but I learned a lot about group dynamics, how to write an abstract, and also how to best re-enact Eddie Izzard's midnight printing sketch.

Only joking, it worked fine :D

But yes, I managed to play touchies with nice people who made me feel like I was part of the game and could contribute somethig, as opposed to pretty much every single other game of touchies I had ever played before. Also, the rest of Founders Day was a vaab.

Then the waitering at the OD Dinner... oh how jolly fun, also got lots of leftover food (score!)... Joe was moaning and complaining the whole way, meanwhile I was entertaining myself by (a) being pro at this whole waiter vaab and (b) making ripper comments about potato juggling as we cleared up. Long story, nevermind :D But I got mega vommochox out of it, so it was all worth it in the end!

Fencing was, as usual, full of just pure kick-ass jolness. The way we do it. And I went and checked out Kon-Tiki in the evening and made someone's day super better. Yay :)

Now my finger is shredded because I was playing guitar for about 2 hours solid. Followed by drums and fencing and piano because I'm awesome like that... just by the way, Guy is wrong. I can sing! so nyaaah!

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I have a science project. And a few tests. I don't need this shit.

What I really really really want to do right now is get a loud guitar and three clones of myself and just rock out for about a day or two non-stop. But right now I don't know if I'll even be capable of listening to the songs without breaking down. Dammit!

I actually just want to talk to her more. About anything really. But I can't because we're both so busy and it's all so stupid. I've never condoned sending people cryptic messages via blogs or tumblr posts, but I'm severely tempted to do so now.

She said indirectly that she just needs someone to love her again. And I can do that. Not a relationship. Not a formal public engagement. Just knowing that there is someone out there who will care about you like you are supposed to be bound together by the social code. Someone who will treat you like you're "together" without actually needing to be "together", I guess. I wonder if that's possible. I wonder if she knows what I'm willing to go through to get that. Because I need that kind of love as well. And I don't know if she doesn't know, or if she's not willing to try anymore. I don't know.

Got that off my chest. Now I can function normally again, hah.