Lose yourself...please

Today is Sunday. In fact, it is the last Sunday i will be spending as a first year in college...get like me.  I am on the a-level of the Regfuck working...well, i should be working, on this music paper...for Shayna ;).  

Back at BJ, people are gathering in the courtyard lickin' n slurpin' and suckin' n bitin' scrumptious dove bars. Sry for the graphic language, but i mean, it's dove chocolate...they say chocolate is an aphrodisiac, don'tcha know?  I wish i was there right now, i could really go for some more chocolate in my life...not that i am not more than satisfied with the vanilla in my life =).  But anyway, a mint chocolate chip dove bar sounds...like heaven.  Hmmmm...i digress, i should probably lay off the sweets.  I am officially a gummie bear addict, fancy that.  

Yesterday, i went to this club Crowbar. It was suh-wheat! I only had half a drink, but after dancing for like a good 20 mins i was totally lost in the music...Lubo would concur. They played like techno/trance music and that's usually not my thing because if its half-assed, that is, not blaring nor accompanied by flashing strobe lights, it just doesnt do it for me. But last night, i mean, it was just poifect. Lights lights flashin. There were these two female 'dancers' up on stages too...need i say more? 

Alas, my paper calls for me...fml. Not really though 'cause im not sure i should be doing anything but going to school at this pt. in my life, but you know what i mean. "FML" is just one of those self-depricating things uchicagoers say bc it secretly makes us feel better. Somehow, by suggesting what a 'miserable' life we all lead, we find pleasure in our misery...o UChicago. 

Cherry Chery Boom Boom,

Tomi <3