It's just one of those days ... that an Eric goes through ...
A friend of mine once re-wrote the words to that Monica song. I guess I was in a prticularly bad mood that day, so he reworded the lyrics to reflect that and how I just wanted to be left alone, talking on my phone. Miju was definitely the best Indian lyricist ever.
Yesterday was definitely one of those days that Miju could sing for me. It's not that it was a bad day. But it was definitely one of the days I like to call a "Rollercoaster Day." A Rollercoaster day is one in which everytime something good happens, something bad has to happen to go along with it, and vice versa. So, in all actuallity, how the day ends up really depends on how it started.
It was a normal day for me. I got up, went to work. After work I went to class. My first class was Educ. in Society. We were getting our tests back from last time. I got a 67, which I was not too fussed about since I thought I did much worse. But, thats not to say i was too pleased either. So that was crappy. But, we got out of class early, so i went to the Voices desk at school. I ran into my little bro from last semester and was just hanging out. My little from this semester told us about the PT Society meeting and how they were going to have free pizza. I had just gotten back from getting a not so good grade, so Pizza was exactly what I needed. So, Michard and I headed off to crash their meeting. Luckily we showed up right as it was ending and we just snuck in to see our friends who just happened to hand us free food. Yeah!!!
So, all in all, good! So, I go to my next class, which starts at 8:30 PM! PM, dude! It's late by then. But, we were getting our tests back in that class too. I was so stressed. I thought I did horribly on the test. It was an essay test consisting of 4 essays. I thought I blew it so bad. Turns out, I got an A. YEAH!!!! Good good, right ...
So, life goes on and I head over to my littles apartment to help clean, since I was going to take over his apartment the next day for a meeting. I'm cleaning and cleaning and I had talked to some friends earlier who were going to come over to his apartment after we cleaned. We had a group plan for the night. We were going to the Megaplexxx. Oh yeah ... just what every good person needs to do ... go to the sex shop. So, since I was having a good day, and got an A (and i never get As!), I convinced my friend, who we'll call Mlsa, to go even though she didnt want to. It was for celebration of my great A! So, we're getting ready to go, 3 in my car and 3 in Mhris's. Mhris all the sudden comes running up to my car banging on the window. Turns out ... BOOOO ... I had a flat tire. Again ... BOOOOO. Anyways, we leave my car and head on to the plexxx.
We come back after going to the plexxx and to whataburger (since someone who shall remain nameless ... Merry ... wanted a giant shake), of course, its raining. Of course, I am stressed now. I've had a major rollercoaster day. My car is broken. I don't know how to fix a flat. BOOOO ... nothing good is happening. Luckily Mhris and Merry know how to change a tire. I pretty mich just sit back and watch with my other friends ... everything works out.
Now, I was amazingly stressed and vulnerable ... Here I was a guy and didnt know how to change a tire. Luckily, my friends realized where exactly I was standing ... they made the very kind decision not to make fun of me. It had been a day. And when your friends don't make fun of you when it would be obviously very easy ... that makes a good day.
Good friends can make any day a good day.
And so goes the life ...
Friday, March 26, 2004
Wednesday, March 3, 2004
Experiences at the Capital of Norway
"You are too nice. That will be your biggest downfall in life."
A very good friend told me this a long time ago. He remembered that he said it apparently, and reminded me again when I got to visit with him last week. What's awful about it is that he's probably right. For most everyone, their greatest attribute can be their biggest detriment. So, knowing how nice I am, imagine my surprise that I almost started a fight at a club.
At an Austin club called Oslo, a good 25 of us were celebrating a friend's birthday, who we'll call Mill. The specifics of how it started are not really important (just know that it wasn't my fault and I could have easily taken him ... I stress easily ... I mean, come on, I'm a giant!). And it's not important that a girl (who we'll call Mana) pushed me into this guy the second time. What is important is that as soon as words were spoken, I had immediate, unthinking support for mearly everyone with us (I only say nearly because some of us were busy making out or hitting on other people ... *cough* M).
Now this would not be a big deal if I was with a big group of my friends, cause if so they had better back me up (or else ... I am a giant!). The fact that I had only met some of these people that night or only once or twice before makes this amazing.
Since Mana and another friend, who we'll call Millie (... what will I do if I ever have to talk about someone whose name really does start with the letter M?) apparently realized that I was not accostomed to feeling rising anger, so I was pushed way to the back of the group (where I simply began dancing with a girl we'll call Musan ... God bless the letter M ... such anonymity). and cooler heads took over.
Of course I was a little stressed immediately afterwards; I was worried I was going to be the drama of Mill's birthday bash. I ended up not even being close to the winners of that award, so all was good. But looking back, I actually relish the situation.
What's even better is that this is not he best pat of the night!
I am pretty much a new addition to this group of friends (I knew two of them). So, although I completely love each of them, I don't expect the same love that they have for each other (and I probably don't ... but still).
Well, you know how at reunions and parties with people you don't see that often, you go off with your closest friends for a little while to talk? And then, if you add liquor to that situation, there's that touchy-feely moment? Yeah, I was invited in on that. That is the most exciting experience of that night.
And really, those are the exciting experinces of life.
And so goes the life ...
A very good friend told me this a long time ago. He remembered that he said it apparently, and reminded me again when I got to visit with him last week. What's awful about it is that he's probably right. For most everyone, their greatest attribute can be their biggest detriment. So, knowing how nice I am, imagine my surprise that I almost started a fight at a club.
At an Austin club called Oslo, a good 25 of us were celebrating a friend's birthday, who we'll call Mill. The specifics of how it started are not really important (just know that it wasn't my fault and I could have easily taken him ... I stress easily ... I mean, come on, I'm a giant!). And it's not important that a girl (who we'll call Mana) pushed me into this guy the second time. What is important is that as soon as words were spoken, I had immediate, unthinking support for mearly everyone with us (I only say nearly because some of us were busy making out or hitting on other people ... *cough* M).
Now this would not be a big deal if I was with a big group of my friends, cause if so they had better back me up (or else ... I am a giant!). The fact that I had only met some of these people that night or only once or twice before makes this amazing.
Since Mana and another friend, who we'll call Millie (... what will I do if I ever have to talk about someone whose name really does start with the letter M?) apparently realized that I was not accostomed to feeling rising anger, so I was pushed way to the back of the group (where I simply began dancing with a girl we'll call Musan ... God bless the letter M ... such anonymity). and cooler heads took over.
Of course I was a little stressed immediately afterwards; I was worried I was going to be the drama of Mill's birthday bash. I ended up not even being close to the winners of that award, so all was good. But looking back, I actually relish the situation.
What's even better is that this is not he best pat of the night!
I am pretty much a new addition to this group of friends (I knew two of them). So, although I completely love each of them, I don't expect the same love that they have for each other (and I probably don't ... but still).
Well, you know how at reunions and parties with people you don't see that often, you go off with your closest friends for a little while to talk? And then, if you add liquor to that situation, there's that touchy-feely moment? Yeah, I was invited in on that. That is the most exciting experience of that night.
And really, those are the exciting experinces of life.
And so goes the life ...
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