West Side Story

Well, I'm back and exhausted. :) But it was SOOOO FUN. We spent like three hours in the restaurant (three courses of Italian, I'm all for it) and then walked down to Broadway. Which was fun, but FREEZING. I kept expecting to look down and realize that my toes had frostbite all over them - and honestly, they probably would have if it weren't for the fact that we kept going into random stores every block or two in order to warm up.

Anyway, we finally got to the theatre and West Side Story started. And Ohhhh MY GAWD. Why were they even wearing cloths??? How many ways can you say an incredibly hot mostly-male cast. UGH it was beautiful. I spent most of the time staring at the guy who played Bernardio who was one hell of a hottie: George Akram. Only his character dies at the end of the first act, which lead to a tragic intermission filled with me bitching about how now who was I supposed to stare at since the hottest actor was off of the stage.

Fortunately, Tony (Matthew Hydzik) was also pretty damn hot and provided plenty of eye-candy. He was the only person to be shirtless during the play, and eightpack. I think I have concluded I need to marry someone on Broadway because those boys are riiiiiiiiiiiiiiipped and good looking.




Anyway, when I got back to her house it was 12:00. And what do you do at 12:00? OBVIOUSLY you go and visit Tybalt. Which I did. To be fair, Wah (who had the party) is his neighbor so it wasn't really sketchy. Although while we were chatting downstairs Bryant walked in and was fairly confused. (But mostly miffed I hadn't told him I was coming.... but I did think he was asleep. Ah well.)

Anyway, we chatted for like a half hour about counties and Tybalt explained how he totally thinks Bunnie likes him cause she was all over him during it. But he "didn't really want to do anything about it." we then discussed prom and then I left to go to the friend's house I was staying at for the night since I kind of couldn't go home considering it was several hours past my own curfew AND legal curfew. My B.



However, all this pales under the fact that George Akram is the hottest thing to hit Broadway.

Be prepaaaaaaaaaaaared

for what will probably turn out to be a long post as I had a busy weekend and thus need to recap everything today. Also, I now have that song from the Lion King stuck in my head.

So, hmm, let us start at the beginning. Friday. Directly after school I went with two of my friends to find a birthday gift for our other friend, and after that I met Bunnie at the Diner for more food than should be legal and chit chat. I know there were parts of conversation totally worth writing about but I forgot them already, so we shall skip over that. The next part of the night was going to The Princess and the Frog with Wah (with an h) and Woah (without an h. ask me for clarification in school if you need to). It. Was. Epic. And we were much more excited to see it than basically every single little kid in the theatre. Basically Wah and I kept squealing at adorable scenes, and when Prince Naveen was being an ass I had the great threat of, "HEY BE NICE. I KNOW WHAT YOUR INSIDES LOOK LIKE!! I HAVE DISSECTED YOU BEFORE." Yea, I've got skilled. This lead me to conclude that when I TA a biology class next year I am going to make sure two frogs get named Prince Naveen and Tiana respectively. After the movie we proceeded to embarass ourselves by dancing like the aligator does, and quoting Prince Naveen. You know we're cool. :) I have concluded I need to see this movie a second time, which means all of you who plan to go see it are coming with me. Namely Tybalt (who is being dragged), Tea, and Jackie (Wah wants to see it again and may be coming to) we are all going to see it together. There is an open invitation to other people, just those are the only ones who I actually know want to see it.

Anyway, onto saturday. The entire day was spent a) sleeping and b) at said friend's sweet sixteen. None of you like her, so no need to feel left out. :) I'm not particularly a big fan, but I don't hate her and a lot of good friends were going. Hence my participation. I'm glad I went; we went skating in Central Park and then to the Jekyll and Hyde club which was this cool restaurant themed after them. People are paid to go around dressed up as club members and interact with you, and I think there is a requirement that they be epic and generally awesome with a touch of hilarity thrown in for good measure. For starters, everyone in the restaurant became a member of the club by learning the club handshake thing which goes as follows: Sign of the bat! Cross your heart! Cross your other heart! Flappity flappity flap! Yagada! Yagada! Yagada! Heeeeeeeeeey! (I will demonstrate the motions for anyone who cares enough to see it in school or whenever). Anyway, onto the people. Shroud was one of them, he played a slightly tubby short flamingly gay guy and was stereotypical and HYSTERICAL. He flirted with one of my guy who is of questionable orientation (he claims to be straight, we arent so sure) friends and probably the best conversation was this:
Shroud: *rubs my friend's chest* You're QUITE sparkly today.
Kathrya: (thinking of Twilight) Sparkly is a bad thing.
Shroud: No, I mean his rainbow is VERY BRIGHT

I love him. So funny. He also tried on various masks and took pictures with us and had great faces. One of the evening's best characters.

Then comes Best Friend. We don't know his actual name as he brought us in the restaurant, saying that if any of us liked twilight we had to be kicked out. Needless to say I proclaimed my hate for Twilight and decided he was my new best friend which evolved into a joke we were dating by the end of the evening and other hysterical comments. He was asian and pretty BA, not gonna lie.

And finally, Dr. Wraith. He had a trancula on his head and just reeked of amusingness. Probably one of the best joke-tellers, he went off questing for a chair for us amoung other various things, and was much appriciated. :)

Generally, the night was good. Said friend whose party it was was a bitch most of the night, but it didn't matter cause i chilled out with my friends. also some drama errupted, but I don't really know what exactly it was as I was busy having a good time.

And now, sunday. Basically, I horseback rode and read two books. Good times, good times. :)


Finally, today. For starters, i walked into Chem today and the words "we need to talk" was written on the board. So, of course, I asked miss voytek in a mock crying voice if she was breaking up with us. unfortunately, the answer was yes. my poor class got dumped :C we feel so sad. (really she was just telling us we need to shut up and pay attention every now and then)

also, I was evil cackling during lunch and my culiary teacher showed up behind me. it was something like BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHhahhaahahaaha ha ha.... oh, uhm, hi chef?" I think she's now wondering why exactly she likes me. Or if she does, anyway.

Last point: I now own a small stuffed polar bear who is named Prince Naveen (of Maldonia). Coolest thing ever? I think so.

A Very Welcoming Return

Well, I think my love meter is at a record high today. :) For cereals, I've never felt so loved after coming back from an illness, I think I was tacklehugged today more times than should even be somewhat legal. It meant a lot of screams of delight and surprise to the dismay of anyone whose ears were too close to my general vicinity, but I rather enjoyed the whole thing. I feel a bit sorry for Tybalt who I apparently totally blew off according to Tea since I was busy having a reunion with her and Gretchen, but I didn't even know he was there, so poor boy. I'll talk to him later tonight anyway haha he'll live. Which somehow actually reminds me, I would like someone to please give me a magic do-my-buttloads-of-work wand since I have so much to make up. I knew about about half of it, and actually got a lot done, but now that I have even more I'm like OH boi kill me nowz. Especially because I went and bombed a math thingy today and since I had to go do it during her class period (teacher rules they're kinda odd in some ways) I now have to make up this big assignment. Not particularly looking forward to it, siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

Anyway, sometimes I wonder about some of the sophomores I know as my welcome back greeting from one of them was like "*HUGS* I MISSED YOU LETS HAVE SEX *attempts to slap my ass but misses and catches my leg*" My response: "Haha oh boy, maybe next week." *we part ways* I feel an odd sense of achievement that I can joke with people about them being in my pants. And then I remember that I have this joke with a lot of people, all of whom are female aside from that one sophomore for whom it is essentially a greeting. I feel pretty much like a pimp, guys WANT to get as much action as I clearly can manage. Hot damn.






OH and very important gossip not for Tybalt/Bryant's ears or someone shall probably die, although who depends on the circumstances. Anyway, the creator of one of my nicknames who shall be nicknamed, uhm, Bunnie (I promise that there is a legitimate sort of reasoning behind that nickname, if you think about it it works) and I are talking again. Not that we ever weren't talking; its just last year while each of us liked one of the Tybalt/Bryant twins and we hung out a lot for a short period of time before randomly stopping. Not that we got in a fight or anything, just we stopped liking them and thus no longer needed to confer in the corner about their every move, the result being we went back to our various friends but still remained on good terms. Anyway, she's in my french class and math class this year so we talk a little bit and after French today she needed to go see her track coach and took me with her. Which isn't the interesting part. The interesting part is what comes next - as we're walking back down the stairs our coversation goes something like this (it's the jist, I don't remember the exact words):

"SO. You know Tybalt? You know how you liked him?"

"Mhmm. I don't like him anymore. Although oddly now that I don't like him we talk a lot. Anyway, what about him?"

"WELL I didn't mean this in a sort of taking turns way, like I mean I didn't start this because you stopped, but after you didn't like him anymore and I didn't like Bryant I sort of liked Tybalt a bit over the summer and such. But like, I don't know if I really did/how much whatever but we were talking a texting a lot so I figured what the hell and we were at this pool party and I asked him to counties because yea. But like if you wanted to ask him to counties I didn't mean to take him from you and if you wanna go with him I'll totally step down and stuff." (this is me doing a quick summary, she was really vauge and it's pretty much the jist of what I got from what she said)

"Hahahahahaa, well, first of all, I feel very loved about how you'd do that. But second, don't worry. I'm not asking him to counties. I'm not planning on going."

"But, ugh, Kathrya, like, I mean, if you really wanted to you totally can. I dunno if I really wanna go with him like I don't regret asking but I don't knooooooooooow."

"Trust me it's fine. Just go together and enjoy it. Although I was pretty surprised you didn't ask Bryant. I think the whole world was surprised."

"Hahaha I know, but I mean, it was TWO YEARS and he never grew a pair and asked me out. Sometimes I wonder if he's annoyed I didn't ask him but whatever, that ship has sailed."

"Hahahaaahaa, yea, much agreed. Anyway, don't worry too much about counties. It will be totally fine :)"

And that's more or less about it. :D