there is such a thing as good tired
go bears! 3-0!so we were playing the university of illinois fighting illini (creaive and politically correct, i know) and they had thi habit, of course, that whenever they scored points their cheerleaders would do pushups. however it seemed disrespectful to the cal fans since they were doing pushups on the endzone that marked "golden bears" -- making it seem like they were metaphorically screwing us.
therefore in response, as soon as we regained the lead, a select few of us decided to run over to the endzone and do pushups (in cal band uniform, no less). the stadium erupted and began counting along, and that was one of the bestest adrenaline rushes anyone could ever experience.
people began talking about it online after the game, which made it that much sweeter, but it was still the experience that made it seem so awesome. cal fans can be really loud when they want to be.
good game, good game.
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i've had a total of twelve hours of sleep since thursday night, so bear with me if i seem lethargic or if it seems that every time i sit down i want to fall asleep (it's mainly because i probably do). i'm sore, i'm exhausted, and i'm at that point in time when everything seems to just click and fall in place and everything's going to work itself out.
i had two giant cups of coffee and a tall glass of coke, so if you see me today, i might be pretty loopy. i need it.
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thursday was delirium because of craziness in the morning, planning the largest fundraiser i have spent my time on, followed by an afternoon of finishing up event logistics followed by a three-hour singing rehearsal followed by a ridiculous bonding with the phonez and the trombones (and my little bear!).
and then friday rolled around when i had work in the morning, a noon cncert, event set-up, and then the fundraiser. i got back home, cleaned up the house, and basically passed out because of exhaustion and alcohol.
then saturday came and i had early morning practice, followed by chill hours with ben and terza, and then the football game. i hauled my ass back home to take a shower and then headed to danville for our retreat, which consisted of insane amounts of alcohol, cosmic bowling, drinking games, and mafia.
i got back to berkeley exhausted, but go figure that we have another rehearsal sunday evening in order to kick some more ass monday afternoon on sproul. (watch me!)
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just bought tickets to franz ferdinand on october 6. guess who's missing rehearsal that evening!
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the english language needs to have a separate word for "contented sigh." this weekend desrves one of those.
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