99 Red Balloons

So, this weekend was fun. Thursday night was the Row, and that was a good time. I don't go there very often, but hanging out in ZBT was pretty cool. I may need to go back. I was actually there to help out with the WTO fundraiser, but I spent most of the time wandering around with (new roommate) Rachel and her friend Gabby. I met a guy who studied abroad in Capetown and loved it, so that was encouraging. I just wish I didn't have to wait until November to apply.
Last night was Nee's birthday, so we got all dressed up 80s style and went to Club Addiction. Had so much fun with Tiffany, Nee and the guys. i met a lot of guys. Some I knew, some I didn't, but it was cool just hanging out and dancing crazy. There was mild drama, which was kind of perturbing because I really dislike purposeless confrontation, but I guess it's excusable when it's fueled by alcohol.
I was going to go on about how I don't understand people who drink to excess when it doesn't make them happy, but I've walked on enough eggshells and sometimes it's best to just keep your mouth shut before I reveal anything about myself or anyone else that doesn't need to go on the internet. I have a lot to think about. Some of it may end up on this blog. Some of it might not.
We'll see.

what's the craziest thing you've done lately?

So, I'm not partying on Mardi gras. I really was planning to, but I feel like crap and I have so much to do that it's just not worth it. I wouldn't have fun. I just need to get some things done tonight so that I'm not stressing. I need to prioritize and that's not coming as easily as I'd like. Really, I just want to sleep. I'm so tired all the time now. I think that might be my own fault. I'm pushing myself pretty hard, physically, and it's taking a little bit of a toll. Oh, well. Such is life.
I need to get started on my Poli-Sci paper. That's priority one. Then the next essay for Writing 140 (ew). Then reading the play submissions for the WTO festival. Eventually, I have to finish the reading for my music industry class (preferably before the midterm). In the middle of this comes my 130 crew assignment which needs to figure itself out. It doesn't help that Hillary won California after I've been working on the Obama campaign. This night is just one big headache and I don't know how it got to be 11:55 and I really haven't done anything. Fuck.
Enough whining. Enough blogging. Time to get things done. Really, I'm fine. I just think too much. I need to get out of my own head. I learned that a long time ago, but it never really seems to apply enough.
Lots of plans to make. I like making plans, but this is all a bit much.
Whatever. No one wants to hear me whine. I'll say something more interesting tomorrow.