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Eh, okay, so I didn't exactly update when I said I was going to... But I got distracted.
I get distracted a lot, actually. ^^;
So, even though it's 12:30 am on a Monday morning, I'll update. No school and all, because of reading break. Yay!
So, yes. Eventfulness. I don't think anything important happened Wednesday or before that, so we'll go right to Thursday...
'Twas, of course, the day of the Linkin Park concert. After being a dolt and not doing my homework like I should've, the four of us set off - Nat, my bro, and a friend o' his - to go get lost in downtown Vancouver. Strangely, managed to find my way there okay; guess working at the PNE had a benefit after all. But anywhoo.
After fording the crowds of angsty poseurs/gothic-preppies, we squirmed our way inside the Coliseum, where we were promptly patted down and searched for anything deemed not allowable. Such as cameras. Like the digital one I had in my bag. ^^; Luckily, it's a really tiny stick-like model, and the lady that searched me doesn't know her technology; passed it off as a cellphone with no problem at all, hehe.
Nat met quite a few friends who were at the concert; amazing, really, how many people whom I knew were there. Brian-of-Physics, for one - haven't seen him since high school ended, but he was in the mosh pit. XD Pity we didn't get to talk more than a few shouted sentences over the heads of the crowd.
Story of the Year was first off - nothing really stellar, though their music was alright. The 'last' song they played was quite the hit, though - nice long guitar intro, and then the lead singer starts singing in a high falsetto a rendition of Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun". Fun, indeed. XD Then they went into their real last song, which I forget what it was.
Hoobastank was on next - they weren't too bad, from what I remember. Performed with plenty of headbanging and gyrating around with guitars.
POD on after that - their set was quite a bit longer than the other two, and really more rock-like than punk or whatever the hell you'd call the others. Not bad at all, although all the songs started sounding the same after a while. Nice lighting effects - I want those gobos they were using, damnit! XD
An amusing anecdote when a representative of 99.3 The Fox (the local new rock radio station) came on stage...
"We have two things to say to you tonight... The first is, we have discovered that there are some people out there who are smoking pot - and aren't sharing, those fucking bastards!"
The second was something promotional, but the first sent the crowd into a gale of laughter. XDDD
LP themselves came on, with that. It was a good show, although apparently rather cookie-cutter - didn't matter. Had the whole crowd standing up, belting out lyrics (although I didn't know them all, much to Nat and Sean's chiding after the show ^^;), pumping fists, etc... They did play all the songs that I like, though, and not all of it was the loud crashing-boom stuff. My December, for one. Nice song, that.
On the whole, pretty angsty/commercial/poserish, but fun, and that's all there really is to say about that.
Friday was a completely new adventure for moi. ^^;
After figuring out that the guys aren't the only ones with foot-in-mouth-disease - ...wait a minute, did I relate the story of Fanboy already? Should do that first, yuss.
I now have the nickname of Fanboy, thus dubbed by Travis. ^^; Came from a conversation about anime/games and such worshipping, and a comment was made about Shion fanboyism. I thusly replied "Ah well, I can safely say that I have never been a fanboy." Travis replied that there was no way I could prove that, with modern science. ^^;;; That led to a plethora of teasing for the day, and my attempts to knock some sense into him (other peoples', too - "You're saying she's a guy? Dude, that's excuse enough for her to rip off your balls right now!"). Foot-in-mouth indeed.
But anyways. I made a fool out of myself with a couple of comments - thankfully not many people were around at the times they were made, but still. ^^; One of them was to do with the whole fanboy issue (and I'm not even going to write it here, so silly and out-of-the-blue it was, although it made perfect sense to me at the time), and the other was trying to cover my steps on the first comment made - while Trav tried to blackmail me into explaining my reasoning on the first comment, he said he would think of something evil to do to me over the weekend, and that all he'd need was a few good nights' sleep and he'd be able to come up with something; I replied that I'd "just have to make sure that [he] didn't-" and trailed off before I could finish the sentence, realizing what context it could be taken in. He got that context anyways. ^^;;;;
But anyways. Foolishness aside, a group of us travelled off to hike out on a Random Friday - crawl across downtown Vancouver, to various random places, and see what happens. Mostly, it's an excuse to get drunk, and I was sorta their experiment that night; I've never really drunk all that much before, never been drunk, etc... They wanted to see what a Surrey girl would be like while tipsy. ^^; We have a certain reputation.
We began the night at Omar's, tossing back some stuff that he found in the cupboards. I managed to down a half-glass of Amaretto in one sip, so my hardiness rose in the eyes of those with us.
Getting downtown was a problem - a whole bunch of Skytrain stations were without electricity, so we were left waiting a while to catch a train to Commercial Drive. Once there, we found our way to the Cafe Deux Soleils, where the guys were in search of a particular beer - a stout, Black Plague.
Apparently stouts are one of the heaviest beers ye can get - they demonstrated, shining a laser pointer through the pitcher. No light on the other side. ^^; Thusly, not really something that newbie beer-drinkers often have.
But I was officially brought into the circle of beer-drinkers on said stout. An accomplishment! They were quite surprised that I was able to drink it, even if it was only half a pint (had a half-pint of something else, too, but I'm not sure what it was).
When we left the cafe, we tried to find a bus to get us downtown, but there were none to be had. At all. Which meant a looooot of walking to Hastings.
On the way there, we managed to get accosted by a street-poet. ^^; His stuff wasn't really all that bad - kinda funny, actually - and since he recited two for us, we each chipped in a quarter for him. Teehee, a highlight of the evening!
The walk to the Hastings bus-loop was peppered with much lively conversation, involving much talk of chaos and explosions and porn shops, and I was officially made a demigoddess by the dudes. Oh, did I mention I was the only gal along on the first half of the evening? Outnumbered 6 to 1. Upon arrival at the bus-thing, Trav for some reason wouldn't quit poking me, and thusly a wrestling match between us broke out. I think I managed to surprise him with how very strong my wrists are. ^^; I would've held him off, but Omar interfered, and together they ended up stealing away my bus pass. Bastards.
After I got it back, and the damned bus finally arrived (had we waited another ten minutes before setting out walking, we would've caught it), the earlier 'comments' of the day were brought forth. This eventually led, after much mortification on both our parts, to a suggestion of pink fuzzy handcuffs chaining the two of us together. ^^;;;
It was HIS fault for bringing it up!
Really!
Gah.
Needless to say, we both shut up after that - although not without a few friendly barbs to each other and the other dudes - and we all headed over to the Steamworks. Things would've gone fine there, had the damned waitress not decided to ID us... We were kicked out of the bar section, and relegated to the licensed bit downstairs, but unfortunately, no tables were to be had. Out of there we went.
Most interesting, though, was the conversation that came up while we were waiting to see about the tables. I still can't get over it - it's... Just really really really weird. Insanely weird, almost. But anywhoo.
We were discussing birthdays and such - when we three first-years (Omar, Trav, and I) would actually be legally able to drink, more specifically. Omar's isn't until November, so he has quite a whiiiile to wait, but when I volunteered forth that mine was in April, it was noted that that would put me pretty close to Travis's birthday - last day after final exams, his was. And when exactly is this?
April the 23rd.
Well. Close, indeed. Damned close. So close it's on the same frigging day, in fact.
I so would've liked to see the momentary shock that must've been on my face when he said that. ^^; And then, of course, when I shook off the shock for a moment enough to answer their questions of when exactly mine was...
Cue the sudden silence of the entire group, the two of us looking rather increduously at each other for a moment, almost simultaneously coughing and looking away, and the rest of the group bursting out into laughter.
I've never known anyone to have the same birthday as me before. ^^; For it to be someone I'm interested in... Shit, that's just weird. I mean, there is a statistic that in any group of twenty, there's a fifty-fifty chance that two people will have the same day of birth - but in a group of seven, for two people to have the same exact date, down to the year, and those two be seen as a somewhat-pair? Shit.
But after those escapades, we went to the Old Spaghetti Factory - only restaurant we could find that wasn't horribly crowded or closed or too far away to walk, unfortunately. Not that the food's bad, but it's not what it could've been.
Dinner came and went - nice discussion of theatre in there; seems a lot of us worked backstage on tech during plays (XD) - and we went back out to the streets. Back to the Steamworks, in fact, mostly for those who were legal to see if they could get anything. They did - were still IDed 'cause the bitch-waitress from before told our new waitress to do so - but at least that was half-ways successful. ^^; After that, I headed home - wouldn't have been prudent to miss the last Skytrain home.
So, the evening wasn't all it could have been... But it was still a blast, incessant teasing aside. Valuable information learned, too, hehe...
I won't say anything about Saturday, except for that I NEVER want to see another heart-shaped donut in my life. Damned things.
And tonight, lastly... Bowling night with the CSSS. I sucked completely, having not bowled in the past - oh, two-three years? ^^; But it was still fun. Trav and I managed to have an ongoing war all night with the electronic scorecards and the 'edit names' feature. I'd go up to bowl, he'd change either his name to something gratifying, or my name to something demeaning, I'd come back, he'd go up, I'd change them to the opposite, etc... Ah, but it was rather hilarious. ^^;
Although Omar still wouldn't give up with the handcuffs things.
Grrr.
XD
Bah, enough of this, I've rambled far enough. Sleep sounds very good, it does...
Although I'm half-tempted to set up a FFXI account for myself first. XDDD
I get distracted a lot, actually. ^^;
So, even though it's 12:30 am on a Monday morning, I'll update. No school and all, because of reading break. Yay!
So, yes. Eventfulness. I don't think anything important happened Wednesday or before that, so we'll go right to Thursday...
'Twas, of course, the day of the Linkin Park concert. After being a dolt and not doing my homework like I should've, the four of us set off - Nat, my bro, and a friend o' his - to go get lost in downtown Vancouver. Strangely, managed to find my way there okay; guess working at the PNE had a benefit after all. But anywhoo.
After fording the crowds of angsty poseurs/gothic-preppies, we squirmed our way inside the Coliseum, where we were promptly patted down and searched for anything deemed not allowable. Such as cameras. Like the digital one I had in my bag. ^^; Luckily, it's a really tiny stick-like model, and the lady that searched me doesn't know her technology; passed it off as a cellphone with no problem at all, hehe.
Nat met quite a few friends who were at the concert; amazing, really, how many people whom I knew were there. Brian-of-Physics, for one - haven't seen him since high school ended, but he was in the mosh pit. XD Pity we didn't get to talk more than a few shouted sentences over the heads of the crowd.
Story of the Year was first off - nothing really stellar, though their music was alright. The 'last' song they played was quite the hit, though - nice long guitar intro, and then the lead singer starts singing in a high falsetto a rendition of Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun". Fun, indeed. XD Then they went into their real last song, which I forget what it was.
Hoobastank was on next - they weren't too bad, from what I remember. Performed with plenty of headbanging and gyrating around with guitars.
POD on after that - their set was quite a bit longer than the other two, and really more rock-like than punk or whatever the hell you'd call the others. Not bad at all, although all the songs started sounding the same after a while. Nice lighting effects - I want those gobos they were using, damnit! XD
An amusing anecdote when a representative of 99.3 The Fox (the local new rock radio station) came on stage...
"We have two things to say to you tonight... The first is, we have discovered that there are some people out there who are smoking pot - and aren't sharing, those fucking bastards!"
The second was something promotional, but the first sent the crowd into a gale of laughter. XDDD
LP themselves came on, with that. It was a good show, although apparently rather cookie-cutter - didn't matter. Had the whole crowd standing up, belting out lyrics (although I didn't know them all, much to Nat and Sean's chiding after the show ^^;), pumping fists, etc... They did play all the songs that I like, though, and not all of it was the loud crashing-boom stuff. My December, for one. Nice song, that.
On the whole, pretty angsty/commercial/poserish, but fun, and that's all there really is to say about that.
Friday was a completely new adventure for moi. ^^;
After figuring out that the guys aren't the only ones with foot-in-mouth-disease - ...wait a minute, did I relate the story of Fanboy already? Should do that first, yuss.
I now have the nickname of Fanboy, thus dubbed by Travis. ^^; Came from a conversation about anime/games and such worshipping, and a comment was made about Shion fanboyism. I thusly replied "Ah well, I can safely say that I have never been a fanboy." Travis replied that there was no way I could prove that, with modern science. ^^;;; That led to a plethora of teasing for the day, and my attempts to knock some sense into him (other peoples', too - "You're saying she's a guy? Dude, that's excuse enough for her to rip off your balls right now!"). Foot-in-mouth indeed.
But anyways. I made a fool out of myself with a couple of comments - thankfully not many people were around at the times they were made, but still. ^^; One of them was to do with the whole fanboy issue (and I'm not even going to write it here, so silly and out-of-the-blue it was, although it made perfect sense to me at the time), and the other was trying to cover my steps on the first comment made - while Trav tried to blackmail me into explaining my reasoning on the first comment, he said he would think of something evil to do to me over the weekend, and that all he'd need was a few good nights' sleep and he'd be able to come up with something; I replied that I'd "just have to make sure that [he] didn't-" and trailed off before I could finish the sentence, realizing what context it could be taken in. He got that context anyways. ^^;;;;
But anyways. Foolishness aside, a group of us travelled off to hike out on a Random Friday - crawl across downtown Vancouver, to various random places, and see what happens. Mostly, it's an excuse to get drunk, and I was sorta their experiment that night; I've never really drunk all that much before, never been drunk, etc... They wanted to see what a Surrey girl would be like while tipsy. ^^; We have a certain reputation.
We began the night at Omar's, tossing back some stuff that he found in the cupboards. I managed to down a half-glass of Amaretto in one sip, so my hardiness rose in the eyes of those with us.
Getting downtown was a problem - a whole bunch of Skytrain stations were without electricity, so we were left waiting a while to catch a train to Commercial Drive. Once there, we found our way to the Cafe Deux Soleils, where the guys were in search of a particular beer - a stout, Black Plague.
Apparently stouts are one of the heaviest beers ye can get - they demonstrated, shining a laser pointer through the pitcher. No light on the other side. ^^; Thusly, not really something that newbie beer-drinkers often have.
But I was officially brought into the circle of beer-drinkers on said stout. An accomplishment! They were quite surprised that I was able to drink it, even if it was only half a pint (had a half-pint of something else, too, but I'm not sure what it was).
When we left the cafe, we tried to find a bus to get us downtown, but there were none to be had. At all. Which meant a looooot of walking to Hastings.
On the way there, we managed to get accosted by a street-poet. ^^; His stuff wasn't really all that bad - kinda funny, actually - and since he recited two for us, we each chipped in a quarter for him. Teehee, a highlight of the evening!
The walk to the Hastings bus-loop was peppered with much lively conversation, involving much talk of chaos and explosions and porn shops, and I was officially made a demigoddess by the dudes. Oh, did I mention I was the only gal along on the first half of the evening? Outnumbered 6 to 1. Upon arrival at the bus-thing, Trav for some reason wouldn't quit poking me, and thusly a wrestling match between us broke out. I think I managed to surprise him with how very strong my wrists are. ^^; I would've held him off, but Omar interfered, and together they ended up stealing away my bus pass. Bastards.
After I got it back, and the damned bus finally arrived (had we waited another ten minutes before setting out walking, we would've caught it), the earlier 'comments' of the day were brought forth. This eventually led, after much mortification on both our parts, to a suggestion of pink fuzzy handcuffs chaining the two of us together. ^^;;;
It was HIS fault for bringing it up!
Really!
Gah.
Needless to say, we both shut up after that - although not without a few friendly barbs to each other and the other dudes - and we all headed over to the Steamworks. Things would've gone fine there, had the damned waitress not decided to ID us... We were kicked out of the bar section, and relegated to the licensed bit downstairs, but unfortunately, no tables were to be had. Out of there we went.
Most interesting, though, was the conversation that came up while we were waiting to see about the tables. I still can't get over it - it's... Just really really really weird. Insanely weird, almost. But anywhoo.
We were discussing birthdays and such - when we three first-years (Omar, Trav, and I) would actually be legally able to drink, more specifically. Omar's isn't until November, so he has quite a whiiiile to wait, but when I volunteered forth that mine was in April, it was noted that that would put me pretty close to Travis's birthday - last day after final exams, his was. And when exactly is this?
April the 23rd.
Well. Close, indeed. Damned close. So close it's on the same frigging day, in fact.
I so would've liked to see the momentary shock that must've been on my face when he said that. ^^; And then, of course, when I shook off the shock for a moment enough to answer their questions of when exactly mine was...
Cue the sudden silence of the entire group, the two of us looking rather increduously at each other for a moment, almost simultaneously coughing and looking away, and the rest of the group bursting out into laughter.
I've never known anyone to have the same birthday as me before. ^^; For it to be someone I'm interested in... Shit, that's just weird. I mean, there is a statistic that in any group of twenty, there's a fifty-fifty chance that two people will have the same day of birth - but in a group of seven, for two people to have the same exact date, down to the year, and those two be seen as a somewhat-pair? Shit.
But after those escapades, we went to the Old Spaghetti Factory - only restaurant we could find that wasn't horribly crowded or closed or too far away to walk, unfortunately. Not that the food's bad, but it's not what it could've been.
Dinner came and went - nice discussion of theatre in there; seems a lot of us worked backstage on tech during plays (XD) - and we went back out to the streets. Back to the Steamworks, in fact, mostly for those who were legal to see if they could get anything. They did - were still IDed 'cause the bitch-waitress from before told our new waitress to do so - but at least that was half-ways successful. ^^; After that, I headed home - wouldn't have been prudent to miss the last Skytrain home.
So, the evening wasn't all it could have been... But it was still a blast, incessant teasing aside. Valuable information learned, too, hehe...
I won't say anything about Saturday, except for that I NEVER want to see another heart-shaped donut in my life. Damned things.
And tonight, lastly... Bowling night with the CSSS. I sucked completely, having not bowled in the past - oh, two-three years? ^^; But it was still fun. Trav and I managed to have an ongoing war all night with the electronic scorecards and the 'edit names' feature. I'd go up to bowl, he'd change either his name to something gratifying, or my name to something demeaning, I'd come back, he'd go up, I'd change them to the opposite, etc... Ah, but it was rather hilarious. ^^;
Although Omar still wouldn't give up with the handcuffs things.
Grrr.
XD
Bah, enough of this, I've rambled far enough. Sleep sounds very good, it does...
Although I'm half-tempted to set up a FFXI account for myself first. XDDD
