After counting concentric interferometer rings in a modern Michelson-Morley experiment with Olivier, who's from Amsterdam, I went down to Cleveland Circle with a bunch of people to watch the Real Madrid vs. Manchester United champions league match at Roggies (a bar/restaurant). It was basically the most expensive game in the word soccer in terms of player salaries, transfer fees, television rights, etc. Since it was a soccer game, though, they tied 1-1 (boo, we want a team that wins). I ordered a pizza and enjoyed that (I missed lunch on purpose, the game came on at 2:45 PM). (I've been using a lot of parenthetical statements). I am not usually around pubs in the mid-afternoon. However, watching soccer games with soccer people has taught me a few things about bars in the mid-afternoon. Namely, the people who don't come to bars in the mid-afternoon to watch soccer are very sketchy.
Friday night I went with Alex and a few other people to a house on Co. Ro. (college road) and that was a lot of fun. A friend of ours from Duchesne had just moved into her new room and was having a shindig. Let's see, then Saturday (the 16th) I went with Alex and Vinny to our friend Sebastian's apartment in Cleveland Circle for his birthday bash. I got to practice speaking Spanish mucho, because I was one of the few united statesmen there (because American is too vague a term at this party). On Sunday, I somehow danced. Five of the eight roommates danced: Pat, Zach, me, J.M. (choreographer) and Veb (choreographer). It went by really quickly. I think the song was about 2-3 minutes long, but it felt like 30 seconds. We were in the 2nd act, so we sat in the crowd and watched the first act. The show was called "Parampara" which means happiness or something in Hindi (it was the South Asian culture show). Here're some photos.
J.M. and Veb doing a jump kick, I'm on the left.
Zach being confused. Jajaja.
85% of the group, after the show.
Now I am finally back to the beginning of this past week. On Tuesday, me and Will (from club soccer) and Airen went to Roggies again to watch the Arsenal vs. Bayern Munich game. Final score was 1-3, despite my lucky classic Arsenal jersey arriving. That night, Miguel, Alex, Luiza, Christine, Jonathan, and others made their way up to Upper campus for free Samba lessons from the Brazil club (Alex and Luiza are from Brasil). After that, Christine and I went to the Boston College vs. Maryland basketball game, which we won 69-58! It was a great game. This one skinny guy named Odio had 6 blocks and dunked right in Maryland's huge center's face. It was really fun.
On Wednesday I studied for my Macro exam, which ended up being extremely easy (finished in 15:09, my friend Matt finished in 14:30). On Friday, I spent Christmas cash at Fogo de Chao, an amazing Brazilian restaurant. Alex, Jim, Veb and I suited up and went out to lunch. It's $30 flat for all you can eat meat. And it's good meat. And they have cheesy bread. And amazing mashed potatoes. And fried platanos. And deep-fried bananas. Oh my goodness. Alex had been before, and convinced the rest of us to go as well. Wow, what a meal. Then that night, our 8-man sponsored a Duchesne West reunion (the dorm we all lived in last year). It was nice to see almost everyone together, because for some reason, that sort of floor/hallway dynamic is completely lost by sophomore year. We are not as close to everyone on our hallway this year as we were to people on our hall last year. Which is unfortunate, but then again, you can only have so many friends before you have too many friends and not enough friends. If that makes sense. It does to me. Kind of.
Yesterday, Miguel, Alex, and I went into Boston just to kind of get away from BC for a little. We got some Chipotle, then went to Newbury Street where I spent more Christmas cash on some white pants at H&M (I borrowed J.M.'s for the Parampara show; I felt I needed to invest in my own). Miguel tried to get a haircut, but it was closed, so we ended up going to an Italian cafe, getting some coffee, and watching the 2nd half of the Sevilla vs. Barcelona soccer game. Last night, J.M. persuaded me, Christine, Hannah, and Angela to go to a Latino dance team party. He gave me a crash course in Bachata, and it was pretty fun. I got to wear the new white pants. Pretty sure I wouldn't actually have gone if I didn't buy those that same day.
Today I did some physics lab homework and messed around on my keyboard (came in the mail on Friday, merry Christmas, me) trying to learn "Flapper Girl" by the Lumineers by ear. It's tricky and I resorted to youtube for a few of the left hand cords. I am prepared to spend a inordinate amount of time perfecting this song.
