Far Away Faces

Have you ever seen a stranger pass you or from across the way and thought, damn that person looks so much like me?  I'm not talking about your siblings or parents here, I'm talking about your doppelganger.

I personally have never experienced this myself, but my friend Chloe was convinced that she had found hers, in guy form that is.  It was the funniest thing ever.  Chloe and I are in the band, so every home football game we sit in the stands and there is this guy who always sits in the front row of the student section and we (Chloe, myself, and my other friends Hailee, Jenny, and Bri) thought he looked a lot like her.  She noticed this at the first game and every game since then, its just become this running joke.

Yesterday was our last game of the season hooray! This kid, of course, was sitting in the front row like usual. So Chloe up and decided that she was going to go up to this guy and be like, "You look like me and yeah..." It was the last game of the season and she probably would never run into him again.  For halftime we do a halftime show and most of us usually have to walk by the student section to get to our spots.  She was going to talk to him when they walked by.  So she goes, and then I hear later (I didn't have to walk by the student section to get to my spot) that this kid looked nothing like her up close.  It was probably the funniest thing I've heard, considering the whole season we've basically been laughing about how he looks like her.  So she hadn't found her doppelganger yet, hey they might not even exist.  Who knows, I'll have to get back to you on this one.  But if there's one thing this proves its that a person looks different from far away then up close, so keep that in mind on your adventures.

P.S. I'm so glad football season is over!  As much as I love band, I hate sitting through football games.  Remind me again why I signed up for marching band?

That Awkward Moment When Shit Hits The Fan....Randomnly

So last night I went to this party, it started around 10 and my friends and I got there around 10:45/11:00. You'd think we had missed that awkward moment when everyone has yet to arrive.  However, by the time we got there, there was literally no one there and it was so awkward.  My friends and I got our drinks, and as the night started to progress it was looking like it was going to be a pretty boring one.  The only bright side was that the music playlist was looking like a good one.

I honestly thought it was going to be a lame night though, my buddy Cankle (that's his nickname, don't ask) was all over the place.  I could not take him seriously, like there were many points where I had to just walk away.  The girl to guy ratio was also terrible, and the night was just not looking good.

Then, more people started to arrive and all of a sudden my friend Bethany's ex-girlfriend walks in.  Excuse me, I need to correct myself, her CRAZY PSYCHO ex-girlfriend walks in.  I'd like to mention that she's also a minor, what she's doing at a college party is beyond me.  Then again, she is crazy.  Bethany starts to freak out, and all of my friends create this buffalo herd around her, trying to block her from view, while another one of my friends went over to a brother (we were at a frat) and asked them if they could kick this girl out.

Now, this may seem a little extreme, but this girl stalked Bethany and pulled all this crazy shit.  Also, we were at a band frat, and since you know, we're all actually in the band if a non-bandie (crazy ex-girlfriend) pulls something with a bandie (Bethany) then regardless of whether or not they're in the frat, their face is getting handed to them.  So the crazy girl was kicked out, but thankfully things didn't return to their boring selves.  After that one little piece of drama, the whole night started to look up from there.  As bad as drama is, sometimes it gives a party that little kick it needs which transforms a lame party into an awesome one.

P.S. My friend Sarah's "number" totally went up.

Running After Buses is NEVER Fun

Alright, so I'm pretty sure I've mentioned my hatred for buses before.  For those who haven't read that, here's the quick recap: I hate buses, trains are better.  So last night I went with a bunch of my friends to this tree lighting event in Downtown Pittsburgh.  It was pretty cool, I mean everything was decked out for Christmas, and I love Christmas.  There were some fireworks which were all right, I'm really not into them.  Too much noise for something pretty in my opinion.  Anyway, after the fireworks were over, like directly after, my friends decided it would be a good idea to basically sprint to a bus stop so that we could catch a bus early.  Smart idea, right?  It was smart, except when you're far behind the rest of the group, then its just annoying.

So somehow, I ended up being that person.  Not because I was slow, more because everyone just took off when I wasn't paying attention.  The worst part of this race, aside from not knowing where I was going (I don't know my way around Downtown Pittsburgh), was sprinting across the street and almost getting run over.

My friend Nick was leading our part of the pack, and he decides to try and make a yellow.  Understandable, except by this point I was at least ten feet behind everyone else.  There was no way I was making it.  I even waited at the corner, because by the time I got to the intersection the light had gone red.  But no, this other guy Chris was like waving me on, telling me basically to run for it.  So me being me awkwardly sprinted across the street and tried not to get hit by a car.  Thanks Nick, for almost killing me. =)

P.S. We made the bus and got seats, which was good because it was beyond PACKED!  At least the running was for something.

Bingo!

Alright, I'm sure most people have bingo before and I'm sure the same amount has lost at the same game. I don't know what it is about bingo that makes it impossible to win at.  Maybe it's the fact that there's really no skill in it.  You've just got to pick a good card and hope for the best.  I mean, I guess you could bribe those annoying ball callers and get them to call just your numbers, but that just seems like a lot to go through for a silly game of bingo.

I am terrible at bingo, I never win.  My luck refuses to give into silly games, it saves me when I really need it. Like that time last week where I almost face planted walking down a hill, but didn't because I miraculously caught myself.  Luck, I thank you for not making a fool out of myself then.

Today, must have been the day when it decided for once to give into bingo's clutches, because somehow I won!  I was so happy and surprised.  I mean come one, who really wins at bingo?  It definitely made me forget that I was mad at Vimeo and Final Cut Pro for purposefully not cooperating with me and making my film project a mess.

P.S. I won the first season of Big Bang Theory.  Awesome? I think so.