Wow, fun.

So yes, this is a new journal for myself. Maybe I will use it to record personal accounts of college life. Let's get started shall we?

Last night goes a lil something like this:
Jeff and I decide to sit outside and have a cigar. After much deliberation we choose to sit on the top of the Virginia Ave parking garage. As we ride the elevator up we hear tribal drums. It sounded as if it was coming from the uppermost tier of the garage so naturally we followed it. On the top was a group of people sitting in a small circle while one guy played a drum and another played a ukelele. We hailed them and said that we had to follow the wonderful melodies. They let us sit with them and in short time we sorta became part of the group. After some laughs and thrown bottles everyone decided to go to hitt st market and get some foods. All 10 or so of us crammed into one little table outside and talked about the week's nightly activities and such. At around 12:30 most of them decided to go to sleep. Jeff and I walked back to the dorm. He got a phone call saying that there were guys at Wolpers singing songs with 'King Tut hats' on. We got there as fast as we could but they dispersed when we got there. We tracked them to the 3rd floor and visited their dorm. I guess that every wednesday night at 11 a bunch of guys sing really loud songs outside. Silly songs, I might add. It was a good time.

We are so pumped because the people we met first invited to dance parties at their dorms.
oh hell yes