smileyjess

last night ryan des, ben, ted, and i went to the providence place mall. like the too-many times before that i have been there, we wandered aimlessly and laughed too loud in hot topic, ran into people from pc, brown, salve regina, la salle, johnson and wales, and uri, and feasted on del's lemonade. ryan even bought me peach rings for dinner!!!!! this time around, though, i didn't have to pay for parking.

and that, dear readers, is because i - i... i took RIPTA. public transportation. my hands grazed the same hand railings as some of rhode island's finest, i gazed out the windows as we drove through the projects and gaped when kids threw rocks at the big ol' bus, i waited patiently for the number 55 to roll around the corner while i tried not to think about the germs crawling ALL OVER THE PLACE on those plastic seats and grimy railings.

but we made it. call an adventure of sorts. all three of them have been in rhode island 6 days to my 18 years and had already taken it multiple times. i was, in a surprised way, ashamed!

afterwards, we ventured to waterfire - which, as lame as it can be sometimes - was a good time because they were all aguafuego virgins. we met up with a ton of people there - including kate, kate, kate, and sarah (man, do you think pc is irish or what?!) - but the boys and i headed back to campus around 11 and i went over to cunningham again for a little bit - watched the ohio state v texas game (and rooted for ohio because this wicked chill girl on my floor is from ohio, and we had bonded at lunch yesterday) before spending the night in aquinas because olivia was spending the night at umass with carl, and who wants to go home after parietals to an empty dorm room?

and what it all comes down to is
everything's gunna be quite alright
because i've got one hand in my pocket
and the other is giving a peace sign

studying on sunday blows, but alanis morrissette fucking rocks my socks off and makes it that awesome-r. normally i dont ever like to study with music at all, but i'm currently listening to jagged little pill while reading the odyssey.

okay, i'm kind of just looking at the pretty book cover, but i'm getting there....

why are you so petrified of silence?
here, can you handle this? -----
did you think about
your bills
your ex
your deadlines
or when you think you're gunna die?
or did you long for the next distraction?