Homework Sucks

Especially when it's in German. Oh well, I still goofed off for most of Sunday, and only had to read for like 4 hours. I do have 4 classes today though. Pity me.

The weekend wasn't bad. When I say weekend, I'm including Thursday, of course, since there are no classes on Friday. Envy me. Thursday was Brian's 21st birthday, which loses most of its meaning when it happens in a country whose drinking age is sweet 16. We still got crunked though. Dave baked a lil cake and brownies so we ate those while we "prepared" to go to the Dubliner for karaoke. Karaoke was fun, naturally. Brian, Dave, Chris, and I sang Roxanne, and apparently we were awful. I don't care--we don't have to hear ourselves. You get a free shot for singing, too--this time it was a real shot. The last time we did it, they gave us a shot of straight margarita mix, which is not only alcohol-free, but sickly sweet. Mix it with something.

A few of us slept over Brian and Dave's (they're in the same building, not suite though) that night 'cause the buses to our dorm stop running at 12:35, and it's a much shorter walk to their place than it is to ours. Actually I ended up sleeping over there again the next night, Friday, because I didn't feel like heading home alone, although I did remember later that the night bus runs Friday and Saturday, so I could have taken that. Anyway, it was convenient because we got up Saturday and just went straight into town, met up with Dave and Erin, and spent around 5 hours hiking near town. The weather has turned beautiful again so it was pretty awesome. Then we made a huge, delicious German dinner together. Then that night we tried to go to a Quentin Tarantino--Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction themed party at the JazzHaus, but it was 7 euros to get in. We're too cheap. Potential fun averted.

I'm off to check out this Film course now. Don't stop a-rockin'.