As I write this, I am listening to Amy's 2.10.12 mix she sent me recently. It's suburb. I also can't wait to listen to her favorite Regina Spektor songs she compiled! Thanks for sending those, m'dear! My plan is to send yours summer '12 mix tomorrow. I find I enjoy sharing music with friends. Thus, when I go buy more blank CDs, (because at the moment I only have six left) I think nearly every member of the Blogger Family will end up with a unique summer '12 playlist from yours truly. I hope you don't mind.
We -- Aniesa, Andrea, Puja, and Regina -- ate at CiCi's for Puja's belated 18th birthday celebration. Amidst shoving our faces full with delicious pizzas -- and in Aniesa's case, cinnamon rolls -- from the buffet, Regina told us about a 'pretty' guy who dressed as Flynn when she was Rapunzel for a Disney photoshoot. We rightfully gave her a hard time for not putting the moves on him and she (probably rightfully) kept saying it would've been awkward and blah, blah, blah. She made a big deal about he and she were practically the same person so if that's not divine intervention, what is?
We headed to Marble Slab Creamery afterwards, yet only after trying to google their hours as Puja maneuvered the parking lot at 1 mph. I'm not kidding. She literally drove at 1 mph for a minute or two until we confirmed the place was still open and we busted out laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. Thankfully no one else was around to know or care.
At Marble Slab we had a hard time choosing what we wanted. My camera hung around my neck and unexpectedly the girl working there complimented me on it; saying she had one just like it before it was stolen. We continued carrying on a nice conversation as she made mine and friends' bowls of the advertised gourmet ice cream and I took pictures.
I learned the girl's name was Sophia and I introduced myself in return. She kindly offered to take a group picture of my friends and I, but I declined on account that I like being the photographer on outings. Maybe this will change.
She told me about her life; how she lived in New York for a long time and then moved to Florida, where she met her boyfriend, Steven, who was actually working alongside her at the creamery. I asked if I could take her picture and she was happy to oblige. Afterwards we exchanged full names so we could become Facebook friends, and I could tag her in the photos I took. I like that I can talk to complete strangers and end up meeting perfectly pleasant people. I think this bodes well for the rest of my life, but especially these next four years away at college!
We still had the adventure of bowling ahead of us. The parking lot was fortunately uncrowded. (We didn't get to bowl last time we came because a league was renting the alley out.) But then we walked in and they were announcing they would start check-ins for the free bowling night at ten. So Aniesa got the five of us on the waiting list should a reservation not be redeemed and lo and behold we got a lane. That doesn't mean we didn't wait around about twenty minutes just shooting the breeze and trying to devise a back-up plan. Putt-putt golfing was on the table, but I'm ultimately glad we got to do what Puja initially intended to do.
They turned the lights off and the alley was transformed into a cosmic atmosphere (no pun intended). I took other pictures and video as we bowled to our hearts content, which coincidentally was until half past midnight, which coincidentally was also when they were telling us to leave. We finally made our way home in Puja's car, blasting old songs like "Kiss Me Thru Da Phone" and enduring Regina's screeching voice.
A minute from her house Puja slowed down to 1 mph again and Aniesa leaped out and ran a lap around the moving car. Convinced we should all do it, we did, laughing hysterically as we got back in, obviously proud of what we'd just accomplished.
Like I said, it was a pretty fantastic night.
I don't feel like going in-depth about any one of these, but my other adventures include: Breakfast and a photoshoot with Brianna, Starbucks and catching up with Tova, babysitting, and hanging out with Stephen.
I hope you're well.
Days until I start college: 47
Days until my birthday: 87