VOW - Talking Heads

Talking Heads - "Road to Nowhere"

I just like this song, and the video is kind of crazy. Well it's cool minus that weird choir they have. That's odd. They could have done without that visual.

When adulthood rudely hits you in the face.

I think I am there.

Moments from the weekend

This weekend was Tom Petty, aka, one of the best days of the year. This comes in line with Christmas, and I would say also my birthday. Although I am not a lover of celebrating my age or making a day all about me...my birthday is just a cool day, a conversation starter at many a time in my life. I will leave it at that. I would pretty much hate the actual "birthday" if it was not that day. Someday maybe I will tell all of you about my 23rd birthday, and how it was finally exactly the way I wanted to spend a birthday, but until then, I will just share with you some retarded moments from the weekend. In quote form. (attributed to several sources)

"Actually I would rather you contact my secret boyfriend to meet you in a sketchy dark alley to get the money, don't give me your check in person."

"Ok that one is actually in a joutfit."
"It's two different shades of jean..."
"A joutfit isn't meant to match!"

On the man waving us into the parking spot, "I think Rick Ross wants us to move forward."

"Has anyone ever told you you look like David Crosby?"

"You look like a bear ravaging that cooler in the trunk of the car"

"Will trade psychedelic art for tickets."

"I didn't respond because my phone literally died after you finished text raping it."
(Why my friends should have BlackBerrys)

"Shit would be raw."

Someday I will probably have some photos of this event to share, when they are sent to me. I need to start working on taking my own pictures! Either way, I laughed to tears at most of these. I love these girls.

On my undergrad

So let me make this clear, I really love the place I chose for my undergraduate education. It's really just an amazing school, and I could not have asked for a better overall college life. I have now moved on to an all women's college for my further edu, but I will never really associate myself with that institution past my resume. Besides the blatant sticker on a car window that anyone around here could spot for a mile away. I really love football, our team, going to games, and tailgating. But I just can't take it too seriously. If we do well, its amazing, if we do not. Meh, there's next year. I am much more passionate about the New York Giants, but I really just don't want to blog about that. There are some things you can't knock that start when you're two.

Anyways I was talking to a friend today, and this made me laugh really hard. I was debating going to the large public university library tonight to get some work done, and realized the team has a Thursday night football game...

M: I decided not to go to the lib tonight, I would feel like an old loser. We have a football game, and like its a Thursday, and I just shouldn't go. I'm not prepared to feel that old yet.
J: Meg, the only losers there will be the ones on the field wearing red jerseys.

(die)

i still have it.

I am really still good at studying. Check out my index cards.

Weekending.

I have not spent a weekend in Raleigh in a really long time. This upcoming weekend will be my first. Here's what I've been doing.

It all started the last week of august. Bff moved into an apartment in Greensboro and I was invited to explore the city. Greensboro is just interesting and different to me. It seems like an older town, and they have the Friendly Center, which is pretty much like CamVil and Crabtree had a lovechild with all of the necessary stores, and its outdoors. So I like the place. Greensboro seemed to have character, which I wasn't expecting since multiple people seemed to have the impression that there were a bunch of chain restaurants, and everything was really commercial. I didn't completely feel that way.
And oh yeah, the bar we went out to had potent $5 LITs. Justsayin.

For Labor Day I was at the beach, and I already wrote about that. But it was epic.

This past weekend I visited EC in Charlotte for her birthday. Another epic weekend. Friday night we went uptown, Saturday we stayed in the Elizabeth neighborhood and went to Jackalope Jacks where they serve beer in mason jars. For all of you that don't know, I really dig drinking out of mason jars, and frequently use one for water. I had kept hearing about this bar, and needed to go. We also wound up hanging out with Ben Best (random TVGuide pic below, on the left) because he knew Trip, EC's step bro. It was pretty much epic. When someone comes into a bedroom and wakes you up from a nap by saying "wake up, the strippers are here" and they happen to be on a cultish show on hbo, Eastbound and Down, it's going to be a good night. I have some more stories, but pretty much it was just another weekend in Charlotte. Always memorable!



This upcoming weekend is the Tom Petty concert, which I have been waiting for since...the summer sometime. Last time I went it was with my parents, but was still epic. My mom kept the $11 dollar beers flowing inside after tailgating in the parking lot, and we had amazing seats. This time around I am going with several friends, and even more who I will be meeting up with at the show. I just can't wait. Pretty much the cooler weather has started rolling in, and pretty soon outdoor fun will not be an option. Tom will be the perfect way to end the summer. And I guess he is just about the only person who can keep me in Raleigh for a weekend, apparently.

First official school test tomorrow evening. Then I can sleep.

VOW - Ben Folds

I felt like I had to do a VOW, since I haven't really been posting it'll be one of those ironic things that pops up once in awhile.
This was actually inspired by this weekend. At some point on Sunday night, this song was brought up. Over tater tots, and some short random argument.
Of course someone called someone else a bitch, which I responded with "Bitches aint shit..." and BFF and Best finished off the song, or at least the better parts of the chorus. I can't tell you how much this song really just like, changed my life.



"I uncocked my shit, I'm heartbroke, but I'm still loked..."

Baby I like it - Labor Day at EI

This past weekend approached epic. It all started with a weekend last year where EC, CC, and I partied and deemed the weekend song "We Went Out Last Night." Somewhere over the winter and EC being in Denmark, we decided the tradition should continue. Emerald Isle, Long weekend, E Club, raging, tanning...perfection.

This year after much deliberation we decided Labor Day was to be the weekend, and there would be some additional guests for Best's birthday. Friday we headed down after Earl fizzled out and woke up at the beach Saturday. Woke up, went grocery shopping for some nonsubstantial food and alcohol, and headed out to the beach. That is pretty much the story of the weekend. Dinner was had, drinks were had, and we headed to E Club - Night 1.
So pretty much it was well intentioned. My name, Blanche, was in place. As well as Trish, Michelle, and Charlie. We decided on the beach that we needed some fake names to give, and they seemed to work fairly well. Yes, someone did believe a 20-something could have the name Blanche. (Love Marines.)
Things started going south when the following happened: First I was berated by a stranger, then I was shoved, then a drink was spilled on top of my head. On top. Of my head. If it was even on purpose, that would approach cool, like I pissed someone off so badly that they decided to dump a drink on my head. But at that point, it was just annoying. I was ready to go home. So after a convo that included someone saying "if you listen to 'rock lobster' while you trip shrooms its amazing" we left.
2.1 miles later, in a group bonding hike (think Outward Bound), we were home from the infamous E Club. I think we all chugged some water, had snacks, and went to bed.

Let me take a moment to direct you to the website of this establishment. Emeraldclub2001.com.
Yes, that's 2001, nine years ago. This web address is still on their wristbands. Check your pride at the door yall, its an experience.

The second day we headed out to the beach, spent the day, and did much of the same as the first day. Sidebar, I got really tan. Night 2...
Arrangements were made for a couple boys to join later, one being someone I will describe as my BFF. We have known each other for five years now, and pretty much recently I could have a whole slew of posts explaining our relationship. It was his birthday Friday, and he wound up being at home near to the beach for the weekend, so he decided to come by.
We went to dinner at a little roadside place called Jordan's, in close proximity to the E Club, and it was delicious. We had the funniest waitress, who used words like "tender." BFF joined us for dinner, sat down, and asked me if I was ready to rage. The answer, yes. I was ready to make up for the night of a spilled drink on my head, and rage to the fullest.
After dinner we headed home to hang a little bit, and readied ourselves for the evening. Bristol and Crystal were imagined, and we were off. First to a bar where there were a few people (our crew doubled the crowd) and some people seemed to be hating on EC's requests that the band play "Baby I Like It" by Enrique and "Single Ladies" by Beyonce. There were tequila shots served with lemons because the bar "didn't have limes" and other drinks passed around. As planned, raging was happening. But like, what food establishment doesn't have limes?
A little time passed, and the two men decided it was time to continue at the E club. As I am sure you can imagine, raging continued. I think most of the time I spent on the dance floor with "Cotton Eye Joe" and other country songs and then some MJ staples (Beat It, anyone?). I actually haven't danced like I was at a frat function in a really long time, and it was pretty much amazing.
Somehow two extra boys made it back to the house that evening in addition to the others we brought. Tater tots were made. I wound up going for a walk on the beach in somewhat Nicholas Sparks fashion, without the tragedy.
The original mission statement of "Are you ready to rage?" was completely satisfied and possibly surpassed.

Sunday night, as was the case last year, was completely epic. Sunday going out on a long weekend is always the best night to do so.

Monday we made it out to the beach after breakfast and sat around until it was time to clean up and go. I absolutely love EI, my friends, and everything about this past weekend.

Also, "Baby I Like It" was the official tune of this weekend. Kind of can't wait now for year #3!