Good good good. :)

So, I guess I have a lot to write about.

The band party was pretty fun. I went in a big girlie group of Shana, me, Sally, Kyla, and other Emily (all horns, except Shana doesn't do marching), and it was good because we all don't drink. We got there around 10:30, and an epic game of beer pong had already begun, so we decided to start a dance party to the blaring salsa music in the house. Good times. :) Basically, it was just us standing around enjoying conversation with our very drunk upperclassmen friends until 1 in the morning. Good times. There was a pinata that got destroyed with a chair. Haha.

Afterwards we walked to a little shop thats open all night, and I ate cheese cubes and pepperoni, and we got back to our respective suites around 2:30. Late night for me. :) It was fun.

Then Sunday I got to go to a special screening of the french documentary entitled, "Marching Band", with the band. Last year a French producer came to film the band and such. The movie followed the UVA band and the Virginia State band (which is an black school) in reaction to the Obama campaign. It was really really cool.

Sunday night was devoted to homework. No fun.

Sooo... today the Watkins came to see me. :)) The morning was very stressful, as they were lost, and I don't know directions since I walk everywhere and stick to the two major roads. It was also bad because the night before I came down with a horrible horrible sore throat and crazy body aches (signs of the flu, I know), and couldn't sleep all night. I gave up around 5:30 and just watched the Harry Potter musical on youtube.

Anyways, they finally found me around noon, Christian and I got our sappy reunion hug, and we set off for lunch at The Virginian on the corner. It was delicious and we had hilarious conversation. The Watkins are so funny. I'm really bummed it was rainy and freezing, and Charlottesville is a very outdoorsy place, so the original plan of me giving them a tour and going to Monticello went out the window. Instead we went to a sketchy theater and Christian and I saw Where the Wild Things Are, which was totally on crack. But that's okay, because I was with him. :)

Then sadly, they had to drop me off. Christian helped me carry stuff up, and got to meet suitemates and see my room, and ahhh, I didn't want him to go. Miss him so much. At least I get to go home in 14 days.