Yesterday had some strange weather. It was fairly clear most of the day, then around 1 or 2 it started raining, and around 3-4 then 4:30-6 it was pissing rain to the point where nobody could really walk or drive anywhere or go outside. I was also planning on having movie night with my friends later that day.
Before all that though, I had a pretty chill, fun day. We had film class, and watched 3 different versions of the same scene in “Much Ado About Nothing”, by Bill Shapesphere. That was really cool! And me and my friend in there learned a lot about the different ways to portray the same scene, as well as how that’s impacted by the medium and budget. The first one was a play rendition, with a bit of a comedic tone; the second was a movie, with cheesy dramatic music and an over-the-top, outrageously intense acting; and the third was a movie made on a tight budget, with basically no music, and the actors were regular ass people who acted regularly inside of the director’s (less than) regular house. It was very interesting, to say the least.
And then I had a bite to eat, and on my way there, my umbrella broke. Shit. I couldn’t figure out how to fix it, and it was too big and hard to carry to take it to my dorm, so I threw it away, sadly. Sorry dad, I know that was yours originally. After that, I went to a job interview. I feel like if I say what job it was they’ll find out, so instead I’ll say that it was pouring rain at this point, when it was bone dry and clear when I came in. I bought another umbrella at the little shop there on my way out, and made way for my friends’ dorm, not mine because of the movie night.
Fun little blunder on my part. The rain got so bad outside after I went into the dorm that it started fucking FLOODING inside the dorm. The floor was getting covered, there was already an inch of water on the floor within minutes. I didn’t want a part in any of this shit, so I tried to escape to the (for now) dry side of the building, where my friends’ dorm was. No answer. My film buddy’s dorm, then, who’s a couple doors down. No answer. Texting either of them? [REDACTED] was at the little mini-mall on campus, [REDACTED] was already leaving town to go home, and everyone else was in their own dorm either fighting the floods or hoping they don’t get flooded. So my ass fought until I could get to the third floor (not about to take chances with the second floor) and tried to contact as many people I could to make sure they were okay. Everyone was alright, out of the people I could contact.
The friend who was at the mini-mall thing came back to their dorm somehow, and apparently their roommate was there the whole time, but didn’t hear me knock on their door because they were taking a shit. For an hour. I don’t think they even knew there was a flood happening until right then, somehow.
Anywho, the three of us watched the rain outside, talked together, and hung around until the rain stopped, or at least, stopped long enough for me to head back to my dorm and sleep. That was a great bonding experience, and I got to watch them play Angry Birds, but that’s about all the positives I can say about that whole ordeal. All my clothes were wet, the outfit I chose to wear was hard to move in, my school shit was somehow ok but I was stressing out the whole time about it, and they’re (the campus) probably not gonna compensate anybody who got their shit wrecked by water damage. Fun time.
Here’s to today being better, hopefully :3