Superbowl Fun? Plus a Movie Review!
I am not really one for football. My family had a fantasy football league this past fall and although I had a team, I never even logged on to the site, and ended in last place. I am not all that sad about it. The only time I will watch football is if I am sitting with my dad and he happens to be watching it.
So, on this lovely Superbowl Sunday I am sitting in my room heavily procrastinating my homework. I have been putting it off for the entire weekend, which was a weekend I will remember for ever.
Friday night we had game night, something that is going to become a tradition. The roommates and I had a bunch of friends over and we played Apples to Apples, Catch Phrase, and an awesome game that involved Valentines Day conversation hearts. You picked a heart out of the bowl and had to do something depending on what the color was. Example: green = say something mean about the person to your left. We switched up the rules a bunch of times. It was an epic night, and is how we cool kids like to party. Good friends and hysterical games make for a very, very fun time.
The emotions of the weekend went from an incredibly giggly high on Friday night so a very teary low on Saturday night. On Saturday a few of us went to see Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.
Let me say this right now: GO SEE IT!!
And let me also say this: bring tissues.
I was crying by maybe 10 minutes in. After that there was no going back, it was a constant stream of tears running down my face. I had to choke back sobs at one point. The good news is that it was not just me, everyone was crying. Kellie wished there had been a pause button to hit half way through so that we could just sit there and have a good sob before we watched the rest. I have not cried that hard at the movies in a while.
For those of you who have no idea what movie I am talking about go look up the trailer, even that makes you tear up.
It is about a boy whose father was killed on 9/11. He and his father had a very close relationship that was heavily based in adventure and scavenger hunts. So, when Osker finds a key almost a year after "the worst day" he is sure that it is a message from his fathers and sets out to find the lock the key fits. It is a beautifully sad and heart wrenching story that is also inspires you to never stop looking. It stars newcomer Thomas Horn as well as Tom Hanks and Sandra Bullock.
There was not a dry eye in the theater. Go see it.
Right. Now.
Today, after we recovered from our yo-yoing emotions, we got to get dressed up for spring recruitment for Theta. We had a wardrobe malfunction before we even left for recruitment. Kellie was putting her dress on when the zipper broke. She only has one black cocktail dress and that is what we were required to wear. First, we tried safety pins but we didn't have enough so we added fabric tape to it and taped the dress to her body but that still wasn't keeping it closed enough. Eventually I ended up sewing her into her dress. It was quite an adventure, but it worked great. She just couldn't breathe, or sit, or move her arm to much so that the stitches wouldn't rip. It did hold together, thank goodness.
The rest of the day left me here, typing this. I must get back to my procrastinating. I even procrastinated writing this, seeing that I started it at about 8 o'clock and am not finishing it until 11. At least I got it done right?
Oh well, accounting homework here I come...
So, on this lovely Superbowl Sunday I am sitting in my room heavily procrastinating my homework. I have been putting it off for the entire weekend, which was a weekend I will remember for ever.
Friday night we had game night, something that is going to become a tradition. The roommates and I had a bunch of friends over and we played Apples to Apples, Catch Phrase, and an awesome game that involved Valentines Day conversation hearts. You picked a heart out of the bowl and had to do something depending on what the color was. Example: green = say something mean about the person to your left. We switched up the rules a bunch of times. It was an epic night, and is how we cool kids like to party. Good friends and hysterical games make for a very, very fun time.
The emotions of the weekend went from an incredibly giggly high on Friday night so a very teary low on Saturday night. On Saturday a few of us went to see Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.
Let me say this right now: GO SEE IT!!
And let me also say this: bring tissues.
I was crying by maybe 10 minutes in. After that there was no going back, it was a constant stream of tears running down my face. I had to choke back sobs at one point. The good news is that it was not just me, everyone was crying. Kellie wished there had been a pause button to hit half way through so that we could just sit there and have a good sob before we watched the rest. I have not cried that hard at the movies in a while.
For those of you who have no idea what movie I am talking about go look up the trailer, even that makes you tear up.
It is about a boy whose father was killed on 9/11. He and his father had a very close relationship that was heavily based in adventure and scavenger hunts. So, when Osker finds a key almost a year after "the worst day" he is sure that it is a message from his fathers and sets out to find the lock the key fits. It is a beautifully sad and heart wrenching story that is also inspires you to never stop looking. It stars newcomer Thomas Horn as well as Tom Hanks and Sandra Bullock.
There was not a dry eye in the theater. Go see it.
Right. Now.
Today, after we recovered from our yo-yoing emotions, we got to get dressed up for spring recruitment for Theta. We had a wardrobe malfunction before we even left for recruitment. Kellie was putting her dress on when the zipper broke. She only has one black cocktail dress and that is what we were required to wear. First, we tried safety pins but we didn't have enough so we added fabric tape to it and taped the dress to her body but that still wasn't keeping it closed enough. Eventually I ended up sewing her into her dress. It was quite an adventure, but it worked great. She just couldn't breathe, or sit, or move her arm to much so that the stitches wouldn't rip. It did hold together, thank goodness.
The rest of the day left me here, typing this. I must get back to my procrastinating. I even procrastinated writing this, seeing that I started it at about 8 o'clock and am not finishing it until 11. At least I got it done right?
Oh well, accounting homework here I come...
