Epic

Listening to: Immaculate Addiction- Seriously

I've been listening to their EP nonstop. Lucky me, I know the bassist, so I got a copy of their CD XP

Random Thought of the Day: funny how we all go crazy

I usually don't blog about events, just because I think people have better things to do than read about what's been up with my life... but this weekend was just too epic.

Thursday: BBAC3A Hangout after the REAL Showdown!
We tore up the stage that thursday, hung out in a sketch old trailer covered in band sticker with fur on the leather seats. Friending the rivals, we bonded over ninjas and popping. Under the stagelights we step forward one by one and bare it all, our souls to the crowd. And then we celebrate the way that things are meant to be celebrated - across 5 tables shoved together end to end, and over bibimbap and duk bo ki.
I love them irvine kids
I think I see them more often at these optional hangouts than some of my own teammates. such dabs ^__^ <3

Friday: Bobaloca
What originally was supposed to be a boba trip ( which first interrupted my EE1 class thursday, but came to fruition friday night) turned into a 4 hour trek through Brentwood and Westwood. I discovered places I didn't know exist, passions I didn't know I had. Hopped the 8 foot chainlink fence to trespass into an elementary school (as much as I wish I could say I didn't need help to do that... I had to have a little shove the first time over :[ ) and played on the jungle gym like when we were 9 and didn't care about anything. Then we gorged on frozen awesomeness, re-discovered the roof of my apartment, and lay beneath the stars clouds. I swear, someday I'm going to go to New Zealand / on an African Safari / snorkle through the great reefs. It was a good night for exchanging our dreams, under the pollution filled sky of the land of opportunity.

Then, a surprise beep on the communication machine that read like music to my ears. Which is how I found myself in a dorm room 30 minutes later, playing my first game of king's cup. Then, we decided to go look for more alcohol, and some energy drinks to make Jager bombs. 10 bucks into the vending machine later, we were running and screaming and laughing through the rain, which shot down almost as fast as we shot forward. We arrived a bit soggy, I'll admit, but a few rounds of Brawl cleared that right up. And then it was time to mix green with brown (well... I tried a bit of Kahlua in Malibu first)... and I have had my first Jagerbomb.

Saturday: TCB
More BBACA loveee, but this time it was a different 3. They were my chariot, or I never would have gone (it was farther than I'd expected). Upon arrival, a room full of strangers met the eye, but alcohol makes friends of everyone. Made friends with the beer pong table, and made our own clique in the corner. Once again, King's Cup was up for play but, halfway through the game the cards were forgotten. One buffalo later, I chugged 2/3 of a beer. Then I shotgunned with my family. 8 tallies on my arm, we swayed to the music of our set and performed in 1 sq foot of space. At 230, on the couch I met the bassist mentioned above. He's quite a good conversationalist and we talk until 4. by then it was a night well spent and we departed satisfied.

Sunday:
at 230am I demonstrated my songwriting skills over skype. I realized that I can actually play guitar and sing! when the song is easy, at least.

A weekend of epic proportions. Why can't every day be like this?
I'M SO HAPPYYYYY ^____^ if it werent for academics, my life would be perfect.