Showing posts with label Isla Vista. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Isla Vista. Show all posts

Thursday, April 19, 2012

2:15 AM

Lying in bed at 2:15 reading an e-book for class (“The Marriage Plot”) and a train goes through the Goleta station. Probably only two or three miles away if you’re a bird. Possibly as many as four or five with roads.

The train whistles, which isn’t an unusual sound come nighttime, but then I hear it clatter through the station without stopping. Wheels on the tracks, thwacking away without fading for several long and quiet minutes. It’s quiet outside except for that noise.

Then the clatter starts to fade, and a gaggle of happy, screaming drunk girls bike by. I half wonder if they know it’s Tuesday. More importantly, though, do they remember any words beyond “oh my god?”

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Outburst of RELIEF

(Disguised as HAPPY)

I bought a pirate costume (and a pistol and cutlass!) and painted my nails black (with rainbow sparkles). I've decided not to think about Latin at all this weekend. It's Halloween weekend and there will be no more Latin until Monday. :)

(My flatmates kept remarking about how happy I was. So funny. But probably true.)

I like my new costume. It's cooler than my pirate costume back home. And I definitely wouldn't be allowed to wander around I.V. (Isla Vista, the neighborhood next to UC Santa Barbara) with a fake gun and sword. (The foot patrol there is suuuuper strict over Halloween weekend. Apparently as of yesterday no loud music is allowed in I.V. until November 4th. Craziness.

Tomorrow Sunshinebucket comes to visit! (I am going to clean my room. And vacuum. I promise it'll happen.)

I bought a mattress topper, finally. And another pillowcase and an extra sheet, partially because Sunshinebucket's coming to visit and partially because it'll just be nice to have backup sheets. (For taking them to hostels and such.) And after my lectures (yes, I figured out how to get online during my lectures, finally. =P Ce n'est pas bien.)

Melbourne and I are planning on going to a storytelling festival tonight. It's been going on all week, but of course we couldn't go--me with my Latin cramming and her with an essay due this morning. Should be fun!