the POINT was to bring attention to the ugandan children, NOT to have a fucking frat sleep over.
the only good thing was that i finally felt what it might be like to be one of those kids.
i felt like i might get raped and mugged any second by the 8 frat boys who decided to camp out all around me. (i also felt if i went to sleep, they would put shaving cream on me and take pictures. immature dicks) i figured they'de want my ipod and phone while i was sleeping. i know its a horrible thing to say, but YOU WERENT THERE.
i had to leave. it was painfully obvious that ugandan children werent on HALF of the peoples minds! they were playing ball! and laughing and talking about bananas and pot and hickeys and god knows what else!! so i left. im going to mail my letters to the president and senators and thats that.
i didnt feel any sort of unity at all. it felt like high school. there were girls walking around in mini's and boots! a good portion of thepeople left to go to sixth street then come back! thats fucked up.
i'll find another way to help thank you.
so i left. it was dark. there were scary people EVERYWHERE and i was this short little girl with a long skirt but a skirt none the less walking from the capitol back to the UT tower where we all met. i was terrified of being killed and raped. i thought for a second i should call a certain someone with the profane phone number but quickly realized...I'VE NEVER EVEN MET HIM! how rude to ask for a favor. so i walked. finally found a cab, a very nice man. he took me to guadalupe so i just told him to park there so he wouldnt have to go out of his way (guadalupe and their FUCKING ONE WAY STREETS) so....i didnt know where i fucking parked. i knew it was behind the co-op but uh...there was no entrance to get back there! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO GUADALUPE AT NIGHT!!! there are packs and packs of male bodies doing stupid things, and here i am a little girl in a skirt WITH A DUFFEL BAG! i looked like a freaking runaway!! so i go through alley ways and what not very very dark i wander around for like an hour looking for my car on the verge of tears!! creepy men EVERYWHERE! then i see a parking lot that SAYS co-op but thats not it! and i see an elderly couple coming my way and im like "excuse me" and they pretend not to see me!!! i mean its dark and i have a fucking duffel bag and yeah i look all scared out of my mind like im looking for my next fix but SHIT. so i had to say "um excuse me hi im not looking for drugs i swear i just need to find my car" reluctantly they're like "well thats where were going" so i was like great! i'll follow you, which made them kinda uneasy (they were a very elderly coulple and i prayed they werent ghosts) so they went and i was like phew finally only dun dun DUN its not the right parking lot! and now i know i've ventured farther then i was supposed to and now im BEHIND A BIG FUCKING RUN DOWN PARKING GARAGE THATS VERY VERY DARK!!! scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so i make it back the other parking lot i was just at (that has six homeless people camped out in it...all men) and theres a young asian couple (i love the asians) and i ask them so they point out another lot close by and i hope to god its it and..............IT IS!!! so i jumpe in my car and drove all the way home!! the end.
that was the worst night ever in a really long time.
im never leaving my house again.
ive never said this many words in my life.
the only good thing was that i finally felt what it might be like to be one of those kids.
i felt like i might get raped and mugged any second by the 8 frat boys who decided to camp out all around me. (i also felt if i went to sleep, they would put shaving cream on me and take pictures. immature dicks) i figured they'de want my ipod and phone while i was sleeping. i know its a horrible thing to say, but YOU WERENT THERE.
i had to leave. it was painfully obvious that ugandan children werent on HALF of the peoples minds! they were playing ball! and laughing and talking about bananas and pot and hickeys and god knows what else!! so i left. im going to mail my letters to the president and senators and thats that.
i didnt feel any sort of unity at all. it felt like high school. there were girls walking around in mini's and boots! a good portion of thepeople left to go to sixth street then come back! thats fucked up.
i'll find another way to help thank you.
so i left. it was dark. there were scary people EVERYWHERE and i was this short little girl with a long skirt but a skirt none the less walking from the capitol back to the UT tower where we all met. i was terrified of being killed and raped. i thought for a second i should call a certain someone with the profane phone number but quickly realized...I'VE NEVER EVEN MET HIM! how rude to ask for a favor. so i walked. finally found a cab, a very nice man. he took me to guadalupe so i just told him to park there so he wouldnt have to go out of his way (guadalupe and their FUCKING ONE WAY STREETS) so....i didnt know where i fucking parked. i knew it was behind the co-op but uh...there was no entrance to get back there! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO GUADALUPE AT NIGHT!!! there are packs and packs of male bodies doing stupid things, and here i am a little girl in a skirt WITH A DUFFEL BAG! i looked like a freaking runaway!! so i go through alley ways and what not very very dark i wander around for like an hour looking for my car on the verge of tears!! creepy men EVERYWHERE! then i see a parking lot that SAYS co-op but thats not it! and i see an elderly couple coming my way and im like "excuse me" and they pretend not to see me!!! i mean its dark and i have a fucking duffel bag and yeah i look all scared out of my mind like im looking for my next fix but SHIT. so i had to say "um excuse me hi im not looking for drugs i swear i just need to find my car" reluctantly they're like "well thats where were going" so i was like great! i'll follow you, which made them kinda uneasy (they were a very elderly coulple and i prayed they werent ghosts) so they went and i was like phew finally only dun dun DUN its not the right parking lot! and now i know i've ventured farther then i was supposed to and now im BEHIND A BIG FUCKING RUN DOWN PARKING GARAGE THATS VERY VERY DARK!!! scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so i make it back the other parking lot i was just at (that has six homeless people camped out in it...all men) and theres a young asian couple (i love the asians) and i ask them so they point out another lot close by and i hope to god its it and..............IT IS!!! so i jumpe in my car and drove all the way home!! the end.
that was the worst night ever in a really long time.
im never leaving my house again.
ive never said this many words in my life.
Have a great un-scary day.