I feel like I do this now on a regular enough basis that it no longer needs to be a goal. I have done so much dumb (ie, fun) shit in the past year. trufax!
How to go out and have fun
How I did it: Friends and booze and a bowling ball. What more could you want for a good time. Maybe a pony. Although I am not really sure how the pony would feel about bowling. So maybe not.
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I went to see Scissor Sisters the other day, and it was great! Even if my pregnant friend kept moaning! It was nice to spend time with her though and sing badly to great songs.
SmallVictories is fine and dandy and, by the way, addicted to FarmTown.
I’ve been going out for the local music fest, Pop Montreal. And I’m having a great time. Tired, because I was home v. late last night and up v. early for work – tomorrow I play catch-up on the home front. I had plans to see movies with friends but I might postpone them to see a band called Under Byen. And all the after-parties, too. This thing happens once a year here and people and bands come from all over (tonight saw Roky Erickson, for example) and it’s a good way to get back into the music scene here. And Montreal? Has a killer music scene. I don’t think it’s ever been as good as it is right now.
SmallVictories is fine and dandy and, by the way, addicted to FarmTown.
get rich, keep fit, have a family, move to denmark, have fun and be happy =)
I thought that was a fun goal. Me: new-bourgeois will do for now, always have been knock wood, not quite yet but yes, that’s in the cards, yes please and I am now! :-)
I’m going out to a burlesque show tomorrow with all my friends. I hope lotsa new faces are there and I get to meet them, particularly cute quirky boys (boys had better be at a burlesque show!). In absense of alcohol I might take a Sudafed for the little fun boost it gives, and then I can stay out late! And have fun. Like I quite did tonight, staying in, watching Dig, a documentary about the Dandy Warhols and The Brian Jonestown Massacre. Except out, being my own rockstar simply by being myself.
Friday me and some of the kids from orchestra class went to Houston for the weekend. There was coffee (lots of it), coke, prank calls, sight seeing, candy, pillow fights, swimming, flirting with local punk band members, and more. It was freaking awesome.
I checked my myspace countdown today: and there’s only one month of school left. I’m looking at the time and it feels impossibible to “make the most” out of my freshmen year with only a month of school left. I’m not even sure what I really have in mind, because I don’t think I’m having a “bad” freshmen experience. I guess because it’s sooo different from what I had in mind, and that’s why I’m a little dissapointed.




