Well, I hate to say it ladies and gentleman, but I lied. I'm really not going to recount the adventures I had during Winter term at OSU. Why is that, you may ask? Well, because nothing happened. Really. It was just an oil spill and a flock of seagulls. THAT'S ABOUT IT (movie reference). It was as dull as sin, and cloudy the whole time. Nothing exciting happened, and my life had no hilarious antics to retell.
So. That being said, I've decided that for the next two segments of this series, I'm going to tell all sorts of stories from Spring term; which was, by far, the best. So sit back. Enjoy the ride. Grab yourself an iced beverage, and maybe a plate of fancy hors d'oeuvre to partake in. I know I would.
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When it comes to holidays, my family has always been very... Well, family oriented. We would have large get-togethers for pretty much every major holiday, and family birthday. I loved these to death, as I thoroughly enjoy spending time with my family. At any rate, I found myself faced with some rather troubling news when I got to college: I wouldn't have any more of these. I mean, I could have if I REALLY wanted to, but the 400 mile separation and the outrageous gas prices kind of put dampers in those plans.
So it's with that sentiment in mind, that I lead you into my next story. Easter time was quickly approaching, and I came to the tragic conclusion that I was going to be stuck at OSU by myself. My roommate was going home, and 90% of my friends were leaving as well to spend happy time with their families; getting home cooked food, and going Easter egg hunting. Bastards. I was so jealous.
Alex and I were out getting gelato one night, and he was telling me how he as WELL was going home for Easter. I grimaced, and started eating my gelato with FAR less gusto than what I originally started out with. I think he got the point that I was not really content with staying in the dorms and eating delicious dorm food, as he suddenly added "Well, Calan.... You know, I'm sure you could come over for the weekend and spend Easter with my family if you want."
YES!!! MOPING AND GLOOMINESS FTW!
I immediately took him up and thanked him for such a generous offer. I mean, I realized the implications. I was going to intrude on a family's holiday routine. This could be especially heinous. But then I thought... It's ME. Everybody loves me, so there really wasn't going to be too big an issue. At any rate, the next week or two came along, and suddenly we were faced with our departure to McMinnville for the weekend.
Alex had procured tickets to the Mexican cultural event that was taking place on campus the Friday before Easter, as it was a required presentation for his Spanish class. That being said, he invited me, Virinda, and our friend Mackenzie. On our way to the event, Alex looked over and asked Virinda if she had thought about his "offer" any.
What? Why did that sound like a drug deal? I was rather curious as to what the hell he was talking about.
APPARENTLY, Alex had invited Virinda as well to his place for Easter, as she wouldn't be going home either! Neat!! It'd be a Vale invasion in McMinnville, and it'd be a trio of great friends hanging out all weekend! After a bit of prodding, we got Virinda to agree to going as well. We went to the event, and sat through a painful presentation from a man who I swear to you sounded as though he was high. "You've got to open your minds, MAAAAAAAAN!!!" Yeeeeaaaahhh.... At any rate, it was an interesting presentation to say the least, and I got to write a paper about it for my START class; so it was especially helpful.
As we left for Alex's place, Virinda suddenly exclaimed that she needed a grey cardigan for her outfit she was to wear on Easter Sunday. Sigh.... Alright, Virinda, we'll go find you a cardigan. We tore up pretty much every store on our way out of town, to no avail. Well, Virinda and I did. Alex refused to leave the car. In the end, we finally found one in McMinnville. No thanks to you, Alex. But that's all irrelevant.
Upon our arrival at Alex's place, we were happily greeted by his family who were more than willing to put up with Virinda and I for the weekend. How thoughtful, right? Anyway, we hung out a little bit before we all went to bed. Virinda and I were to share Alex's room, and he was going to sleep on the couch. I went even further to give Virinda Alex's bed, and I was going to sleep on the floor. As we were going to bed, I went to shut the door. I was abruptly stopped by Virinda, who sharply yelled at me to leave it open.
What the hell. I asked her why, and here was her answer.
"I want Trixie (Alex's dog) to come in and sleep with me!" Well. I DIDN'T want that to happen, as Trixie was not going to sleep with Virinda, but sleep with the lump on the floor. In other words, me; and I had no room to sleep as is. So, I told Virinda no, and went to shut the door.
She LUNGED at me. Well, it escalated into a really, REALLY loud whispering (yelling) fit. Virinda had her foot firmly wedged in the door, and I had both of mine firmly planted on the door itself pushing it closed. We sat there stubbornly for a few minutes before Alex came knocking. "Would you two KEEP IT DOWN?! Jesus!!" As he left, Virinda and I glared at each other and both of us sulked off to bed. And wouldn't you know it; the little cheat went and opened the door after I fell asleep.
Moving on. At one point in our weekend of fun, we decided to go play tennis. The three of us went to a quaint little park surrounded by trees, and a huge slide/play area. After a game of intense tennis (well, intense for Alex and I. Virinda kind of curled up in a ball in front of the net and cheered me on the whole time) we were headed back to my car when I started wearily eyeing the play area. Virinda must have been on the same wavelength as me, as she ran over and started playing on it.
Well. Not to be left out, I immediately joined, and started going down the slides that were much too small for me. Hell, even Alex, who is MUCH too mach to ever partake in such activities broke down and started climbing on the mini rock wall they had.
And then shit got intense.
In our state of exhausted tennis delirium, we started playing "lava monster." Virinda was the evil lava monster (of course) and Alex and I had to escape her wrath. Everything that WASN'T the slide was hot lava, and thus Virinda's territory. It was an EPIC battle. Virinda fought hard, and even started shooting laser blasts at us for some odd reason. I don't know, I guess lava monsters can do that sort of thing. At any rate, it was alright, because Alex suddenly spawned the ability to create forcefields; effectively warding off Virinda's attacks. We were in a deadlock.
Trying to take hold of another part of our "ship" that we were on, I made a mad dash towards the other side. It didn't end well for me, as Virinda ran up and tackled me to the ground. I was effectively dead, and dragged across the rec area. Literally dragged. Virinda then thought she'd add insult to injury by shoving me head first down the slide, but holding my legs so I wouldn't go all the way down. The insidious witch held me hostage this way and went on to taunt Alex with my "dead" body.
BUT WAIT. I forgot I had the power to revive myself, so I did, and drop kicked Virinda down the slide. Running back over to where Alex was, we celebrated our short-lived victory. Immediately afterwards, we found Virinda climbing up the slide. She grabbed Alex, and dragged him down into the fiery pits of Hell from which she came. It was a tragedy, and I had to save my friend. I shot a revival beam at him, and he managed to start climbing back up the rock wall to safety. Virinda would have none of that though, and she ran up to where the rock wall ended, and started freezing Alex's hands. How lava monsters gained the ability to freeze I'll never know. In the end, we called it a draw. Alex and I had managed to extinguish Virinda's fire, but she burned down our whole ship in the process.
And then I realized just what the hell we had been doing for the past hour, and went into peals of uncontrollable laughter. We all did. By God, it was like we were seven again; and to be frank, it was probably one of the most fun times I had since going to College. Sad, I know, but every once in a while one must embrace their inner child; and not in a creepy molester-esque fashion.
The rest of the weekend went very smoothly. On Easter Sunday, I woke up to find that Alex had a Easter basket in his hands. Before I could even get a word out, he told me "Dude... My mom hid Easter baskets around the house for us. You have to go find yours!" I was elated. I got my Easter hunt AFTER all!! Not only that, but once I found my elusive basket, I was overjoyed to find that it had been stuffed with all sorts of candies and treats. And socks. Of which, I was incredibly grateful for. I mean, really. Alex's family had brought us in and went through all of the effort and trouble to make sure we had a good Easter, since we weren't spending it with our own family. How awesome is that?
Afterwards, we attended a very nice church service of which I wore white tie attire. But not really... We did dress up nicely though. A DELICIOUS brunch followed the service, and we then packed up and headed back to school. It was a great weekend to say the least. I'm going to have to make holidays at the Geelan's a regular occurrence.
Oh, and Lava Monster, I'm going to kick your ass next time we fight.
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