magnetic mid-west...

*minneapolis, rock city*

so this may be a random post, but, that is the way i like it.

last night i went out with caite, miles, and ayana (another girl from america). i live on the opposite side of campus from my regular group of friends, and it is sometimes hard to hang out with anyone when you have to walk a pretty long way to the other side of campus. so, it gets a little boring here in langwith g block. i also was feeling a bit down yesterday, missing mpls, my home, my friends and family, that i, as morrissey says, "i want to see people and i want to see life." so, i as i tried to figure out something to do, for the third night in a row things fell apart with my derwent friends. miles and caite were nice enough to let me cool along and hang with them. i haven't had a fun night like this in a long time. we went to a few clubs and basically danced and danced and danced some more. the dj was playing pretty bad house music (sort of brit-house) and i knew only a handful of songs, but it didn't matter.

i really like making fun of the way girls dress when they go out to "the clubs." so, basically they try and dress as skank-rific as possible, only to get disgusted by any guy that may try to go up and talk to them. if you can see your thong out the bottom of your "dress" then, i'm sorry for looking, but it isn't in awe, it is in utter disgust. i basically do not like seeing your ass (and by the way, none of these girls are ever really that cute, so maybe...compensating) hang out of the bottom of your dress at the club. i may not be the classiest guy in town, but i just get so turned off by this kind of thing. there is a way to get "dolled up" and go out to the club without looking like you are begging every guy in town to take you home. and women say men "try to hard." sorry, honey, but with your thong escaping out the bottom of your dress, it seems to me that you are trying harder than any guy in the place.

*have another drink*

so, anyways, as this post is titled, i was missing mpls a bit last night. it was nice to be able to talk to a dear friend of mine the other day on facebook. jackie and i had a really great time last semester. we became quite close and have a very unique friendship. i miss seeing her on a frequent basis and haven't had a chance to communicate with her until the other day. she understands my weird sense of humor, and, well challenges me in a very good way. it made me think about all of my friends and family back home. i really didn't understand what these people have meant to me until i don't have access to them everyday. peej and meggers are truly two of my best friends and its tough to be sitting around waiting for friday to come only not realize that when i wake up on saturday, pj and meg won't be on my couch sleeping off a solid night at the otter. meg and i wont go to the bulldog for breakfast and have one of the most underrated breakfasts in the cities. i won't be able to see trav and kozz at macs on sunday and hear them complain about all of the football fans during football season and have trav cheer people outside for parallel parking their car successfully. seeing mike everyday at school for weekday wine club or causing trouble at various hamline parties. talking to the rev outside bush and laughing louder than you can imagine, bothering all of the kids coming out of the library. going for thai with mel and watching how people at chang mai thai never id her. metting up with stacie and laura wherever they may be. being able to escape up to rogers and hang out with my mom and dad and see my grandma. getting to tell my parents about all of the exciting things in life and just being with people that are always there for me.

i could go on forever, but you get the picture. i miss these things, and i feel like i have taken taken them for granted.

but, there is a positive side to this. so, i'm going to end it with a positive jam (or paragraph).

there is good in everything and if i would have never taken this trip to england i would never have met the wonderful hamline people that accompanied me or the amazing brits that have put up with our thick minnesota accents with great tact. every single person that is on this trip with me means a lot to me. they have collectively kept me from going completely insane in missing mpls. like they say, you can take the boy out of mpls but you can't take the mpls out of the boy.

i can't wait for tonight. more memories made, ciders drank, cups tipped, and friendships grown.

what will happen next?

i'm excited to know that i really don't have a clue...

*we all crack with no laugh-track*