Basketball, Anyone?

Yes. I was at THE game. The Mizzou vs. kansas game. Eighth row. And rushed the court.

Sean and I arrived at the arena at 5 o'clock with the gates not opening until 6:30 and the game not starting til 8. And when we got there, we weren't even near the front. There had to have been at least 50-75 people in front of us in either line.

Going into it, I thought we had a chance, but after that first half, I was about ready to throw in the towel. And again after that run in the second half, and the other run, and the next run. Then 60-60. And Zaire Taylor...with 1.3 seconds left nailed a jumper. At the sight of kansas missing the Hail Mary, I jumped into Sean's arms...literally. It was mass chaos, and there was no way we weren't going to rush the court. We ended up in the middle of the mob, right on the other side of the ESPN cameras, with Taylor looking right at us. Talk about awesome.

I still can't really find words to describe it. It was an experience. The M-I-Z...Fuck kU cheers, booing of kansas fans while waiting in line...just everything.

Other than that, back to back J1100 and Poli Sci nearly kill me. Maybe it's because they're too damn long, maybe it's because I have A.D.D. But I did have a Venti Vanilla Bean Frappucino today, so that helped. A little.

I'm just so flighty with my interests. Some days, I'm interested in something, other days, it's something else. And that's not so good when it comes to a career choice. It's probably just an off day. And not wanting to go to class at 5 o'clock. I think that would be the case for any class, no matter how much I loved it.

In any case...there is lots of work to be done. But I'm hungry.

Ramen and Gilmore Girls!

Til next time.