It's Friday! Let your Freak Flag Fly!! (Ooo, Alliteration!)

Somehow Jacob ended up in this picture. This will not be explained in the following narrative of last night's events.

Last Friday Night... Fun times that was. Very fun times.

This past Tuesday, our Freshman Honors Forum class was brought to a roaring hault when we had no speaker due to scheduling issues. It was the Worst of Times. But we decided we would make it the Best of Times. (Tale of Two Cities allusion!!) We were planning to go dancing with a group of 10ish of us, and it was going to be awesome. Friday night rolls around and we have found 0 places for non-sketchy dancing. I guess Florence isn't known for dance parties for a reason. Long story short- our plans failed.

But no fear! I wasn't going to have another boring Friday night. and neither were Alyson, Elise, or Jacob. Our group of 4 decided to go to the train bridge. We heard it was nice, and we were ready for a nice stroll in the night. Here's a little warning for you nighttime trainbridge goers- don't go. Or do go in a large group with big strong people and lots of pepper spray. Perhaps we were being pansies, but when there are a couple of questionable figures walking towards you in the dark, running in the opposite direction sounds better than a nice relaxed stroll towards them. And that's just what we did. We acted like 4 year olds and ran back to the car. But we decided we would get something to eat instead.

We went for ice cream. Did you know that if you have 2 spoons, they can spoon eachother? Also, ants can be easily confused with moving sprinkles. Just a couple fun facts for you.

After ice cream, we were driving back to the dorms and drove past the rollerskating rink. We, being all spontaneous and such, went rollerskating with a bunch of 12 year olds. But I don't rollerskate. It's actually a little embarrasing at how bad I am at rollerskating. And here are all these fancy 12 year olds doing their fancy tricks. They thought they were cool because they could skate better than us, but they were the ones who were sitting outside of the rollerskating rink waiting for their parents to pick them up as we drove off in a Jeep.

When we got back to Lafayette, we had a dance party in the parking lot. We were just minding our own business, blasting our music, and dancing like crazies in the parking lot when we realized there was a group of strangers staring at us like we were freaks. That's when we let our Freak Flags Fly, I suppose. So after thoughouly embarrasing ourselves, we went to chat in the lobby with fellow honors students. Someone had a brilliant idea to fit 7 people in a bug. We might have been all on top of eachother, but we did it! I think it should be some type of record. Ripley's Believe It or Not might put us in their book as a real-life clown car... Or as Best Friday Night Ever! If only they knew...