Bad Luck and Cradily

Yesterday (Friday the 13th) was a trip!

It was the first day of classes.  I'll skip everything except German class.  First of all, I went at the wrong time and ended up in Elementary French (I'm taking German Advanced Composition).  Anyway, scared to just get up and leave, I waited until the class did introductions.  I waited my turn, introduced myself, and, after answering all the ice-breaker questions, explained I was in the wrong class.  While everyone giggled, I waved and left. Awkward, but I pulled it off with my pride unscathed.

Evan and I had a very simple plan that crumbled in every place it could crumble.  It all revolved around this stupid party, the First Party of the Semester.  On the bright side, we bonded with my neighbor, and on the sad side, the party that we spent several hours trying to prepare for was a complete flop. By the time I got there, I was ready to leave.  My boyfriend, who stayed to chill with some old friends, later told me I didn't miss much; the biggest event was when two drunk girls were sharing the toilet to vomit, and this dude came in puking through his hand to worm his way in the toilet huddle.

Also, my Ipod died.  And we accidentally left several of our friends stranded at a Subway. Oops.

I chilled with my neighbor today.  We played some Brawl.  The games were a bit, uh, one-sided. It typically involved him running away from me before he inevitably killed himself in his retreat.

But, well, I sure was stoic last night. While Evan whined in his corner, I sat and smoked my cigarettes, thinking about how comfortable that couch was.  Almost like....Cradily. The frikkin' tank. <3

I dunno if I ever mentioned this, but if I were a gym leader, I would be all about some grass pokemon. And I would definitely have a Cradily.

I also like to guess what kind of gym leader my friends would be.  It's great when you're bored.

--Smatsy