Good Weekend

Pretty good weekend; on a scale of one to ten I’d have to rate this one an 8½. It was one of those weekends where I wasn’t stressed, wasn’t frustrated, and for once wasn’t tired. Not to mention the weather was awesome to say the least, a little bit hot on Saturday but I’ll let it slide. I didn’t want the weekend to end, basically; it was too nice. On Friday afternoon, actually every Friday afternoon I take a physics quiz, this one was one of the easiest I have taken in a long time. I understood absolutely everything that was on it- which I admit is pretty rare- and it’s like after that I immediately felt like a million bucks. I casually handed in my paper, opened the doors to leave Robeson Hall, took in a few breathes and walked across campus back to my dorm like it ain’t no thang.

I dropped my bookbag on the ground, plopped down on my roommate’s hokie beanbag and watched some ESPN. “What should I do tonight,” I kept asking myself as ESPN went over the upcoming college football games. Then it hit me, “it’s parents weekend… shit.” It’s not that I don’t like my mom (my dad didn’t come), I love her, it’s just that, well a couple of things. One: the campus is gonna be packed full of parents, and that might, or actually will get annoying when I’m trying to buy my food. Two: I’m gonna have to get up somewhat early to greet my mom and let her in to my dorm. Three: I’m gonna have to walk around campus with her and my brother (who is a senior here at tech) when I could be sleeping or playing Mario-kart. Four: I probably wouldn’t be able to go out on Saturday night like I usually do. Five: I would have to push all of my homework and studying onto Sunday night, which I hated doing.

So there I sat, irritated, feeling more like ten bucks rather than a million, watching sports center. I was still thinking of what tonight might bring, though: “Well I could go to my brothers, cuz he’s always having something,” well it turns out he wasn’t. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my options for Friday night shananigans were little to none. My good friend Chuck who goes here went back home along with his roommate, Chucks roommate’s friend’s were both sick, my roommate was out at sigma chi all night doin’ his thing, half of my hall mates either had parents already in town or went back home to chill, My Junior friend Mike was working, and my brother was downtown, bar-hopping. I had a few more options, but they were with people I hardly knew, and I didn’t have audacity to ask them.

I gave up, plugged in Golden-Eye to the N64, laid back down and accepted the truth: this weekend was going to suck. About three hours and 7 levels of James Bond in, I got up and depressingly walked down to 7-11 to get me some hot pockets and an energy drink. This cheered me up, when all else fails to make you happy, eat something. After the feast, my roommate invited me down to his room to play some Halo 3. This cheered me up a little bit more. I’m no good at Halo, in fact I suck real bad, it’s no fun when you play someone who’s not bad, so I got crushed but I still had fun and we all had good laughs. “Whatev” I said after being slaughtered several times. I shuffled back to my dorm room. I decided since I wasn’t going to have much time to study this weekend, I should finish my Aris chem homework. I got that out of the way then watched Thursday night’s episode of The Office on Hulu. I was feeling unexpectedly good after that and decided to get on Facebook. I don’t get on Facebook that often because I feel it’s tedious to write everybody; it just takes a lot of time. I got on and wouldn’t you know it, my best friend from home is on and we have long talks about how life’s rough these days. I finally got done writing everyone who wanted to know how college was and realized it was 1:30am. I snuck in another episode of The Office then called it a night.

The next two days- that I thought I would be dreading over- went pretty smoothly, for the most part. I ended up sleeping in till 2pm on Saturday, missing all 14 calls and 5 texts from my mom on my phone that I didn’t know was on silent. She brought a boatload of snacks which was awesome. We ended up not walking all around campus but instead walked straight to Mikes Grill around 3pm (surprisingly the place was empty), had some extra delicious pizza, then headed out to my brothers place in Pheasant Run where I was met with my dog that I hadn’t seen since before July. That might have been the best part of my weekend, seeing my dog. After this, we all decided to go to the VT soccer game against UNC, we lost 1-0 but still had a good time. After a windy 90 minutes of soccer-watching, it was time to eat dinner. I thought I was just gonna go back to Pritchard and cook up some Ramen noodles, but instead me and my bro were treated to Olive Garden. I stuffed myself to the rafters with bread sticks, salad, mozzarella sticks and chicken parmesan. I got back to the dorm around 11 and took an online quiz; got another thing out of the way. The next morning we all went to church, had communion then went out to IHOP for some blueberry pancakes and coffee- real coffee, not like that cheap junk at D2. My ma decided to stick around for a while and actually cook us dinner, which was nice. I then gave my dog a bear hug, kissed my mom goodbye, and said my farewells.

“Well that was pretty painless, I guess,” I said to myself as she drove away. I got back to the dorm studied some calc and geometry and got done all of my homework before 9 o’clock. I couldn’t believe I actually had free time. I cooked up some leftover Olive Garden and sat back for a while. All in all, I was satisfied with last weekend. Despite not going out Friday or Saturday night, I got done all of my work before 9 on Sunday, I got to see my dog, I didn’t have any hangovers, I saved some money on my meal plan, I ended up beating Golden-Eye, and I had a ton of food in a previously barren mini-fridge. I had a lot to look forward to as well; Halloween next weekend, only four more weeks until Thanksgiving break and only 3 more chemistry labs. Pretty good weekend.