So, as you will remember from my last blog, my roommates and friends threw me a surprise party on my actual day of the anniversary of my birth. (mind you, this is the first surprise party in the history of surprise parties thrown for Emily). Large hole in the ground filled with water (well), on Friday night Matthew took me out to a fancy dinner to celebrate my birthday. We went to a little italian place called Old Venice, candles everywhere, white tablecloths, fancy schmancy. Apparently we were supposed to wait to sit outside on their patio where it's all lit up and romantic but since I had no idea where we were going I got impatient and hungry so we went early and sat inside, but it was still beautiful! The lady sitting at the table next to us started to take weird pictures of her husband so I offered to take one of the two of them, which was really my way of getting her to take a picture of us without seeming too touristy... well played Emily, well played.
It was a glorious dinner and I had the Cilantro Pesto Shrimp Pasta plate, good for 4 reasons: 1) Cilantro 2) Pesto 3) Shrimp 4) Pasta, and in case you were wondering it also had sun-dried tomatoes and pine nuts, heaven, end of story. Matthew had some kind of Penne Prochuitto (I can never figure out how to spell that) pasta dish that was also delish! (like me abreivs?)
At one point in our meal I mentioned that I had to go to the restroom but that I thought it was back through the kitchen and it looked a little scary to wander back that way so I decided to hold it. Out dinner came and went and we left the restaurant with uncomfortably full stomachs (and bladder; mine, not Matthew's). At this point in time Noelle begins to text me and ask when I'm going to be home since she has to return a skirt of mine so I told her I'd have Matthew stop by her place on the way home. As we drive in to Matthew's complex (Noelle lives there too) he drives right up to his apartment and Noelle tells me she'll walk since it's a "nice night". We walk up to Matthew's front door and I point out the fact that he left his sliding door open, he replies "oops". His door is already unlocked, which is also weird since he has sketch neighbors, but I've already had a surprise party this week so I'm not expecting anything. Maybe he just had someone drop off flowers or something for me while we were out? We walked in to his apartment and I set my things down at the table, went to put my leftovers in the fridge and half way there Matthew takes them from me and does it for me, saying "don't you have to pee?". YES! So I walk in to his room, flick on the light, turn the corner and SHAPOW, 4 of my friends (Noelle, Ari, Kim and Nate) are hiding in the closet, one in Matthew's bed in case I decided to sit there first... thanks for not grabbing me from under the covers Adam.
This may quite possibly be one of the few times in my life where I was legitimately terrified... I wish someone would have taken a picture at that moment. Although I told you about everything suspicious, I genuinely had no idea because, who really gets two surprise parties in one week? Also, don't forget, my bladder was full, I nearly wet myself. I finally got a chance to pee but have decided that a full bladder is the absolute worst opportunity to scare someone, even if it's for their birthday, because no one wants to hang out in their pee-pants (Taladega Nights anyone?) all night long? The rest of the night was filled with long conversations, Guitar Hero and DDR (dance dance revolution) [Grandma, these are video games].
And now, back to things related to dance:
Rehearsal was normal, nothing too exciting. We're finishing up "Pulse", which will be nice so we can move on to new things! We have also scheduled a "Flash Performance", similar to a flash mob but with less mob. On June 25th our company will head to a public place (TBD), turn on a boom box and perform a piece, no permissions, no rules, just dance until the piece is over or security kicks us out, whatever comes first. We will most likely be using the "computer-blowing-up" piece (I feel like it really needs a name already). That's pretty much all we know about that as of yet. Also, we don't have rehearsal for the next two weeks :( but this will give me that much more motivation to go in to the studio nearby and talk to them about their work study program (yes, I haven't done it yet but I'm working on it ok?!)
And as of now that's pretty much all I can think to tell you about. Today is Matthew's moving day, we are moving him from an apartment in the back of the complex to one right up front. Please pray for us, I legitimately have no idea how we're going to move his kitchen table... Matthew and Adam may just have to walk it across the entire complex... we will see.
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