this fantastic mess.
dirty little whirlwind, i'm pinned to the heart of your swirl.
my booboo ran a marathon today – the culmination of a lot of hard work and training – and i am so incredibly impressed and so, so proud of him!! he ran a whopping 42.2km, which is crazy and probably impossible for me.
i love seeing my man accomplish wonderful things!
maybe this will inspire me to study hard for my midterm tomorrow.
i went to the cock n’ bull last night for the first time ever with a bunch of pals and it turned out to be a pretty swell time.
it was my first time there even though it’s one of luke’s favourite pubs and allegedly a place of legendaray memories (or, perhaps, non-memories).
we stopped by the free edm festival on crescent street but only stayed for about 10 minutes before we realized we would rather sit and drink in a bar with good company rather than surround ourselves with sweaty 17-year-olds jumping on our feet.
upon entering the cock n’ bull, we realized we’d coincidentally stumbled into one of the stops for a concordia frosh pub crawl, which was funny and exciting.
noemie and i shared a pitcher of sangria that was bigger than our heads, and the boys split a bunch of 4 litre pitchers of beer, so there was definitely no shortage of inebriation.
this meant that we ended up joining in on the frosh festivities, cheering them on while joffjoff and luke took body shots off of froshies and had froshies take body shots off of them.
one of the organizers liked us so much that she gave us a bunch of free tickets to the official afterparty, so naturally luke and i had to attend.
we got there and it turned out to be at the same club where we had our first irc halloween party in first year, and i considered this a magical bit of serendipity.
we danced on stage above a sea of concordia first years and it was both hilarious and nostalgic. it really reminded me of my own first year, and it kind of hit home that this is my last year at mcgill.
i thought about the mix of anxiety and excitement these kids must be feeling, and about how much i’ve changed in the last few years, and everything kind of went full circle while i danced to blaring music.
luke and i left shortly afterwards and met up with our friends at a house party.
it was one of those nights full of happy coincidences and unforseen adventures and it was a lot of fun.
psa: i took this photo of my body because i needed a new icon for my new laptop or something and it is lookin bangin because i’ve been going to #spinclass.
luke came to visit this weekend and it was super cute and mostly wholesome.
he arrived on friday night and we went out and partied with the aberkids for kelly and stephanie’s birthday at cube.
i managed to sneak into a booth and procure a decent amount of champagne and alcohol before a couple of the guys realized i wasn’t a part of their group. the ladies i was chatting with didn’t seemed to mind having me around though, but oh well.
then we went home and watched an episode of the mindy project (“i don’t want to,” “but she’s so relatable!”) before going to sleep.
the next day we helped paint yodit’s room and it was all very cute. we had wine and pizza and we hid from her vicious, elaha-eating dog. i was basically useless, but all in all i think we did a pretty good job. yodit’s mom seemed to be impressed.
then we went home and watched “man on wire”, an episode of “the leftovers” and “godzilla” before going to bed.
we were supposed to go to church the next day (luke got dressed up and it was so cute), but we were running late and we weren’t going to make it in time so we just stayed home, took some fun stuff and painted for a bit.
he painted a picture called “hot dogs or legs” and i painted one called “portrait of a girl by metric.” mine had a face in it and his didn’t.
then elaha came over and we walked around and stumbled into an art exhibit/market cooperative or something and it was really cool. we saw some art and heard someone singing solange and then headed to kensington market for pedestrian sunday.
turns out it wasn’t the last sunday of the month yet, but it was whatever – luke still liked it.
and then we went to harbourfront and boarded a ferry to the island. we walked around for a really long time trying to find a hedge maze (which i have subsequently discovered has been taken down) but gave up and decided to climb over a wall which we weren’t supposed to climb over to pretend to be mermaids on the rocks by the water.
we contemplated the powers of nature and the impotence of humanity in the face of far greater forces and it was chill.
then we went to the franklin garden and laid down in the treehouse and listened to music. it was very serene and beautiful and the sunlight filtered in in perfect ways and everything was good.
and then we went home, where i discovered i had a stupid tan because i’d worn a tanktop all day.
sadiq and i took luke to kinton that night and i made him eat his entire bowl of ramen so we could get a photo.
the next day we went to the beach with elaha, and i was happy because that gave me a chance to even out my tan. we brought beer and laid out in the sun next to a group of 16-year-old hooligans who were waving mickey’s around and smoking cigarettes and joints – and i just kept hoping i didn’t look so ridiculously precocious in the worst ways when i was their age.
then we went home and luke fell asleep watching “x men days of future past.”
he left this morning, and i guess i’ll miss him for a week before i see him again in montreal.
i’m so excited for school to start, and i’m basically missing frosh so i won’t even have to encounter all the drunk babies running around campus!
and i get to see my booboo in a few weeks!
i pre’d with the aberkidz last night with the intention of going out to tequila jacks with them, but reina and i somehow ended up at sadiq’s apartment with elaha and we all hung out and drank wine(?) before going to frans.
we bumped into cam (who had been at crews) on the street, and he said he was tired of being objectified so he came with us.
while we were eating, some guy at the table across from us bet his friend he could throw a piece of food into cam’s shirt.
he didn’t make it, but their whole table thought he did, so he “won” $50 and gave cam $20 for being a good sport.
frans is a land of magic and mystery.
my friends and i went to museum tavern for summerlicious and it was so yummy and cute.
we wore button downs (elaha wore her blazer, so she looked like she was at an office party) and loved ourselves (except for elaha, who got cold halfway through).
mmmmm.
look at this frog i tamed at church camp.
