Blu: Okay I Think I've Screwed Up My Timing I Think But I Am Not Completely Sure I Don't Even Remember What I Did Last Thursday And I Don't Mean That In A Cool Way

College. Am I right?


There's a bus system that goes around campus that is so easy to hate on. But it did get us (roommate and I) to the right place.

Maybe it's just the app for the Marguerite that sucks.

The app is the worst.






Last Friday was Frosh Formal. The theme was Boogie on the Bayou. I still don't know what a bayou it or if a boogie is a type of dance? is it a more free form dance? is there more structure? is it even a type of movement? is it short for something? My impression of Frosh Formal was that it's like a high school dance but now it's college. So it is different. Clearly different.
It's one of those "it only happens once in the four years you're at this school so you better go for the experience" events. It's one of those "you all will dress up and it will be classy" times. It's one of those "just go it will be so much fun" happenings.

It also took place in the nearby gym on west campus.
The one in walking distance of our dorm and one of the only buildings on campus in walking distance of our dorm.
Which is useful because biking in a dress sounds like such a terrible, uncomfortable idea.








So roommate and I decided to go to downtown Palo Alto coincidentally on the same night. And we took the Marguerite for the first time.

I can't spell Marguerite. All of this was made possible by spell check. Help.

We took the SE line through the medical area to the Palo Alto transit stop. 

We huddled along the small street lined with little shops and trees wrapped in yellow lights.

I ate cookies and cream. She ate hella nutella with coconut. Ice cream in a waffle cone.

And then we watched "A Connecticut Yankee" with a bunch of old people in a proper theater. By that I mean there was an organist playing happy interim music that opened the movie. The theater had curtains the drew apart and architecture with style. 

I would so recommend this movie. It's about a guy who gets hit by armor and gets transported back to the time of King Arthur. It's also from the thirties. It's got good one-liners. What's not to like?

Taking the Marguerite back, on the N line. The bus driver randomly left both of us, mumbled something about another driving coming, and left. We could have driven off with the bus. We talked about driving off with the bus. We missed a golden opportunity.  

I'm sorry most of these "sentences" are not real sentences. I acknowledge that I'm not at that level of writing in which I can screw with grammar. I get that it just makes me look very unintelligent. English hard.