A weekend like a rollercoaster: started at the peak and headed down

My weekend. Where do I start? It started off amazing!  On Friday, I went to a Mexican fiesta with my brother's old fraternity brothers.  It was so much fun.  Everyone there is so nice and they are all really cool people.  I left there around 1 in the morning and fell asleep around 2.  I woke up at 6 to go to Purdue for the football game.  I lived off of red bulls this day.  It was a great day, even though Purdue lost.  I came home and had another red bull to help keep myself awake for the night ahead of me.  I was extremely excited to go new places with new people.  The first party I went to wasn't anything too exciting, besides the people on the couch practically having sex with clothes on.  We left this party early and went to a different house.  The party atmosphere was very cool at the new place, and it would be a fun place to hang out if you have a good guy friend there with you.  I, however, did not so it wasn't that fun.  The guys there were not necessarily "nice" people.  I left that house in anger and walked back to my dorm.  I don't want to go in a huge amount of detail, but it was not a good night.  I wish all the fraternities here were like my brother's.

What I Miss

1) I really, really miss good Mexican food.  I'm from the Chicago area and there is a place in my county called East Chicago, otherwise known as "Little Mexico."  There are so many Mexican restaurants near me, and the food is amazing.  I love spicy food and the only Mexican food I've gotten here is mediocre.  I miss tacos, tamales, and rice so much!

2) I also really miss my cat.  I know it sounds somewhat like I'm a lonely cat person, but I miss my boo.  He cuddled up into my arm every night when I slept.  I used to find that annoying, but now I miss it.  I am almost tempted to see how long I can try and hide my cat in my dorm room.

3)  Not having my close friends here sucks.  It was nice to have them minutes away from my house, but now they are three and a half hours away.  I'm not worried about making new friends here.  That part is easy.  However, it's not so easy to build a friendship that is as close as some of my friends from back home.  I takes time to build a close friendship.

The Best Weekend I've had in a While.

This weekend was a really great one and a humorous one.  On Friday night, I went to bed early because I had to be up at six in the morning to go to the Purdue football game.  I went to bed and woke up to my drunk roomate standing over me saying my name.  This really scared me and was better than any alarm clock.  She asked if she could borrow my phone and I handed it to her.  I asked her where her boyfriend was because he came up from Illinois to see her and she replied with, "I don't know.  We got into a fight and I don't know where he is and he has my phone."  She called him and asked him where he was and he was over by the bell tower.  I told my roomate I would go with her once I put socks and shoes on.  Once I was dressed I said, "I'm ready."  She didn't reply because she had already fallen asleep.  So I had to find her boyfriend at one in the morning that night.
On Saturday, I drove up to Purdue.  My brother is in the marching band there and my family always goes to support him.  Being his little sister it is my duty to embarass him.  I screamed, "Brian Niedzwiecki I love you," when it was dead silent.  I guarantee everyone heard it.  Then they have what's called a "hail challenge" question.  They are always really hard math problems and I have never won.  However, this time I did win.  I was ecstatic.  I got to conduct the band and once again I embarassed my brother.  I made him point himself out to me and I said, "I love you," once again.
After the game we tailgated for a little while, and then I headed out to Renssalaer to visit my best friend at Saint Joseph's College.  On Sunday, I went to her soccer game and she had explained to me earlier that she only warms the bench.  As I sat there in boredom because the team was losing and my best friend was on the bench, the last 7 minutes of the game the coach put her in the game.  I cheered so loud and blew into the vuvuzela she made me bring to the game.  I was so happy to see her play.  Needless to say, it was icing on the cake for my already fun weekend.

Labor Day

I definitely enjoyed this 3-day weekend.  It was good to see my friends from home.  I think the best part of coming home was having a clean shower that tons of other girls don't shower in.  I also really missed my own bed.  Coming home was nice and relaxing, and I'm glad I made the choice to come back to Dyer.  It wasn't the most exciting weekend, but it was still great.  Now I just have to go through this dreadful 3 1/2 hour drive back to Muncie.