I woke up early in the morning to go to choir practice (yeeeah... riiiight). I didn't really attend so I went to the library to find something entertaining to do but instead, I found SOMEONE entertaining ;) if you know what I mean... hehehe...
Her name was Marinochka (Mari for short) and she came all the way from Moscow, Russia. A true beauty: medium lenght brown hair with ice blue eyes, fair skinned, medium height about 5'5. She was so shy, it actually looked cute, and she had this funny russian accent that made my name sound like a french duke an-- ahem, back to the original subject. So we started a dialogue, which ended up in a mutual yet delicious silence (a kiss to those that don't seem to understand poetry, nor a metaphor...). Yes it was forward but she started it! I was the victim here! though for the first time, I would like to be a victim again... *grin*
She said that she wanted to hang out with me so she invited me to this dancing thing in some weird theather nearby. Fine. I go and I meet up with her (she was gorgeous). We go in, we sit, the show starts, I enjoy few moments, I inmediately fall asleep... it was so, so, SO LONG I ended up counting the people sitting down, and took special time to classify them by hair color and figure out their height.
What woke me up was the appplause at the end. But thank the Good Lord again, Mari didn't notice.
I wanted to go and have dinner with her, BUT she couldn't... so I didn't insist. What's the point? some weird Russian chick, that I can't understand crap of what she say,s because everytime she looks at me, she turns red and starts to giggle uncontrollably. Now that I think about, she reminds me of Caterina, though the difference is that Caterina laughs AT ME not at herself. If I didn't know any better, I would say Mari was having nasty thoughts about me...
Now that I think of it, it was good that she declined, do you imagine me with this girl who can't stop giggling like a hyena? It was all for the best... but she is SO HOT. Though I wonder, hmm. Forget it.
I'll meet up with her tomorrow after I take the after-class courses.
When I finally got to the Dorm building, I find myself submerged in this disaster area caused by the freshmen, whom I plan to kill them all tomorrow. Their idea of fun and enjoyment was spraying the walls and floor with liquid soap and blow feathers all around. If only they get scolded and THEY have to pick it up! not blame us poor juniors, who want to get rid of Chemistry and Trigonomitry, for something we didn't do! ...or at least didn't colaborate until the very end. I suppose bad habits die hard...
Jay Leno is on but I can't watch him because I was trying to figure out Caterina's new invention. She decided to acquire a livejournal. Catti something, to which I have to say two things:
1- Why the name CATTI? which happens to be the nickname ERIC DELTON uses to refer to her in a VERY FAMILIAR WAY (memo to self: hurt Eric).
2- If you can't figure something out, nag big twin brother...? ha-ha Caterina ha-ha.
3-.... one and two is enough.
Ok, so what if I am a bit overprotective? she's my twin sister! and I won't let some weird gangster snatch her away and rape her! if he even dares, I'll rape HIM and then kill him. And spread his parts all over the place.
Anyways, my back is sore and so are my muscles thanks to the freshmen. (Don't think you are getting away. Tomorrow, I'm throwing water balloons at you, assholes) I took two tylenols that are causing my vision to fail, and right now someone opened my door. Is that... MARI?! I know you're loving this bit by bit broadcast.
I go now. I have something to do instead of writing, which I can assure you it is MUCH BETTER.
P.S. Rink is weird.
P.S.S. Veronique is weird-ER.
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