Highlights (I don’t feel like typing it all out)
– Denny’s with Katrina and Danny…and the rest of UM (including Katrina’s high roommate)
– Laying on I-95 in the middle of the night trying to get someone’s coolant tank from under my car.
I was zipping home from Miami Beach when I almost swerved into the barrier wall because half of someone’s car was in the middle of the highway. Part of it got stuck under my car. One of the guys from the accident was being an idiot and running across the highway constantly to drag car parts away…ugh…I called 911 for him then drove back to campus. The people in front of me on US-1 were obviously drunk – they hit the curve 4 times.
– So there was a fight at Taco Bell and one of the guys was looking for his earring… but the guys from the fight came back and Kali and I decided to follow them. We sped after them all through Little Havana and they then trapped us (two of the cars blocked the road and the third stopped). They all got out and banged on our car windows and Kali almost ran one of the guys down. … we drove off but they found us then we lost them. After that we went to South Beach.
– Pookie at Taco Bell.
– Steve and I being asked if we had “crack or heroin” by some drunk girls on Lincoln Road. “Hm, I don’t know, I don’t have any crack, but I have heroin.”Eariler that night at dinner Steve decided to move tables when we had already ordered drinks… and then ordered drinks with the new waiter… that led to some confusion… I kept zoning out when the waiter came and never heard a word he said… I think he thought I was disabled… I liked the massive birds at the restaurant. Could have done without the Loews drama though.
– Metrorail adventure with Kali. We took it to the Liberty City flea market, saw scary clowns, bootleg Chinese knockoffs, weave, weave, weave, oh-hell-nah foopa, a lady and three kids sleeping in the back of the shop, and guys with red-weave coloring… THEN we went to the Palmetto station, (past the serial killer’s stables) …then back to downtown Miami. We ate at Bayside’s Chili’s terrorized the mall for a while, got ice cream… then got on the metro mover and did a photoshoot (singing drunk Mexicans!) before heading back.
– The fat girl in the Mouse costume made us cry.
The metro rail driver hit on me… oh no.
…college gets better every week.
