Farewell @ MindSay 
post-convention withdrawal, part 6 (friday, satuday, and aftermath)
friday morning means the last day of convention, since i'm leaving saturday at 4AM, flight out of sacramento at 6:20AM on delta. so, we get up and get ready for banquet..i whip out my paisley (that i mentioned previously) and sweetass tux, and we all roll out to the arc ballroom again. we're there a little early as everyone else is still helping to decorate to a beachy theme with coconut bras and whatnot, and eventually take a seat by goldie and shawn. spence will join our table next to laura, as will andrew, travis, and leslie, though travis and andrew both eventually find other seats.
tyler tries to run through a slideshow about last year and this year's conventions that he's made and set up, but the people keep futzing with the lights, and eventually haag gets up and futzes some more before they leave the one front section where we are dimmer and the rest lit, as people are up and getting food. lots of pics of people who weren't around this time show up, as our turn finally comes to get food. salad, artichoke hearts (which i've never seen before and thus encountered some difficulty with), cornbread muffins, au gratin potatoes, and thinly sliced barbecue ribs, with those lemon thingies from the reception and spice cake triangles for dessert. then it's on to recognizing all the olympika and ludi chairs, me winning the hal rather award (hellooo, fargo!), and introducing the new board.
after banquet, we have another couple of hours until the valete general assembly, so we head back to scl housing for some more downtime, not doing much, spending some quiet time together since we know we literally only have hours left together now. lounging around for a bit, we decide that we need to wear what we're wearing for the farewell dance to ga (rather than coming back in between), since the events will go ga, roman banquet/slave auction, world series certamen, and farewell dance, with no time buffer between. laura laments that she didn't really bring anything to wear to the dance, but she goes to ask abby whether she can maybe borrow a dress. i re-don my all-black ensemble from that's entertainment, but simplify things a bit with a silver tie, having returned the one zach gave me, that received so many compliments, and we head off to ga.
the farewell ga is always full of awards and whatnot, as we sit with leslie and heather behind some immature wisconsins who feel the need to be smartasses but don't have the guts to turn around to see who i actually am. going through all the awards, there's some spirit fingering though laura and i are falling asleep on each other half the time so we miss a lot of when our states are mentioned..and leslie's north carolinans (?) seem to beat out one of our top virginia people numerous times. and of course, what final ga would be complete without people becoming audibly irritated by all of emma's jangling medals? ;) course, i think virginia winning overall spirit for the large delegations a SEVENTH time in a row made up for most of that, huzzah!
fortunately the roman banquet location is right nearby, as we take a roundabout path through the next building but still arriving before any jclers, who have to do the spirit procession. the theme is "roman" around hollywood, so there's a cool setup with rows and rows of food and tables..salad (more artichokes, ahh!), cheese and vegetable tray, seasoned ciabatta bread slices (?), chicken marsalla, and vegetarian lasagna..with various popsicles and frozen ice cream bars for dessert! yeah, pretty exciting. they're playing music from various decades of movies, which is cool too because laura knows a lot of them that i don't, and vice versa. the group we wind up sitting with (me across from jon), seems to be in flux the whole time we're there, especially as haag starts getting the auctioning organized. laura and i go to grab some ice cream, but two of the freezers all out of the kinds we wanted..but at the third freezer i settle for some kind of sour rocketship-type thing with gumball, and she goes for a banana fudge pop.
haag finally gets things started with a slew of jclers, before finally getting to some nscl officers and njcl officers, most of the males shannon actually inadvertently ends up buying, and immediate sets free so they can go to their meeting. right as i end a call with mo asking me where i am, goldie and i get auctioned off to kailyn, who—somewhat to my dismay—also sets us free. we've more or less run out of time to go to world series however, as there's no one to take us, so we decide to just hang around for a while longer before heading off to the dance.
so the three of us (me, laura, spence) get to the farewell dance right when it starts, picking up some bead necklaces at the entrance..but there's absolutely no one there except the chaperones, who are all sitting at a table together..watching the three of us dance—which is totally okay, because we can each hold our own; it's just a bit odd having basically a gym-sized dance floor with only three people on it trying to get the party started..which doesn't happen for a solid half hour, as a handful of jclers show up and see just us dancing. of course, once things finally got started with a bigger group of jclers joining us, we totally got down, because what else do you think sclers do? ;) we take frequent water breaks while waiting for laura's request (john legend's green light, which they never actually play), and one time take a breather outside with shawn, who accidentally gets us locked out so we have to go back around, this time realizing i'd grabbed teal (hs color) instead of green (favorite color), and adding blue and orange (uva colors, or laura's uf colors).
the night ends well, though rather than with a slow song, the djs choose cupid shuffle for some reason beyond me. we're all starving by this point, so we ask around about getting some pizza, but shannon offers to take erin, spence, laura, and i to in-n-out burger again, where we get stickers and hats from this nice guy who's taking our orders and putting them together. he apologizes for yelling out our order numbers when we're the only ones in the store; on the way back, we figured he normally deals with lots of drunk people friday nights, and understandably has to be a bit more ahem, forceful..with them.
the last night "festivities" begin a little late as we return and everyone files into the makeshift "lounge" we've had for the week, with caitlin reading the whizbangs to start..some are rather unfunny however, with no apparent reason as to how certain ones got in the box, and no one willing to own up to the responsibility. i'll later find that the box was kept on-stage, which led to some of the jcl officers adding theirs to the mix, which is probably a good reason why many weren't great, or were outright terrible and not whizbangs at all. after this is the traditional reading by the new secretary of course, which laura quickly falls asleep to with my massaging. tyler's not a new person after all, not to mention his nonchalant manner of voice made the passages seem almost normal. as this finished up however, everyone starts to leave to pack and/or try to get some sleep. i say a few goodbyes to people, asking laura up to the room to spend a last bit of time together while i pack and andrew joins in a bit, volunteering every so graciously to take erin and i back over to the lot by registration when we rendezvous in about an hour.
i don't think anyone's particularly masterful when it comes to saying goodbye, but we do try our best with them..the four of us get into andrew's car and head over to the lot, where several shuttles are waiting. erin eventually finds one of va's state chairs to turn in our keys, while we wait for everyone to arrive. laura's cold, so i'm holding her in my arms the whole time, somewhat amusingly as we're both wearing jeans and pink shirts. the time finally comes for us to say our last goodbyes and part ways, so we do our best before i get into a shuttle with erin and three random vjclers, off on our way to the airport. i try her neck pillow and conk out, and the two us encounter a bit of difficulty getting checked in, but eventually make it before everyone else does as a huge line forms behind us. getting through security was a lot faster this time, but also made me realize how many effects i carry. i whip out my lappy for a bit in atl, finding a fbmsg from laura that i can't help but reread several times before it's time once again to board.
i chat with amanda a bit this time while we're taxiing before takeoff, but put on some music and pretty much fall asleep once we get airborne, as on the first flight. at the baggage claim in ric, erin waits for all the kids to be claimed by their parents before we leave. we grab some wendy's by the new house, finally arriving back around six or seven..and i post the photos and video i have to fb and leave laura a vm, before heading back up to fredericksburg.
tyler tries to run through a slideshow about last year and this year's conventions that he's made and set up, but the people keep futzing with the lights, and eventually haag gets up and futzes some more before they leave the one front section where we are dimmer and the rest lit, as people are up and getting food. lots of pics of people who weren't around this time show up, as our turn finally comes to get food. salad, artichoke hearts (which i've never seen before and thus encountered some difficulty with), cornbread muffins, au gratin potatoes, and thinly sliced barbecue ribs, with those lemon thingies from the reception and spice cake triangles for dessert. then it's on to recognizing all the olympika and ludi chairs, me winning the hal rather award (hellooo, fargo!), and introducing the new board.
after banquet, we have another couple of hours until the valete general assembly, so we head back to scl housing for some more downtime, not doing much, spending some quiet time together since we know we literally only have hours left together now. lounging around for a bit, we decide that we need to wear what we're wearing for the farewell dance to ga (rather than coming back in between), since the events will go ga, roman banquet/slave auction, world series certamen, and farewell dance, with no time buffer between. laura laments that she didn't really bring anything to wear to the dance, but she goes to ask abby whether she can maybe borrow a dress. i re-don my all-black ensemble from that's entertainment, but simplify things a bit with a silver tie, having returned the one zach gave me, that received so many compliments, and we head off to ga.
the farewell ga is always full of awards and whatnot, as we sit with leslie and heather behind some immature wisconsins who feel the need to be smartasses but don't have the guts to turn around to see who i actually am. going through all the awards, there's some spirit fingering though laura and i are falling asleep on each other half the time so we miss a lot of when our states are mentioned..and leslie's north carolinans (?) seem to beat out one of our top virginia people numerous times. and of course, what final ga would be complete without people becoming audibly irritated by all of emma's jangling medals? ;) course, i think virginia winning overall spirit for the large delegations a SEVENTH time in a row made up for most of that, huzzah!
fortunately the roman banquet location is right nearby, as we take a roundabout path through the next building but still arriving before any jclers, who have to do the spirit procession. the theme is "roman" around hollywood, so there's a cool setup with rows and rows of food and tables..salad (more artichokes, ahh!), cheese and vegetable tray, seasoned ciabatta bread slices (?), chicken marsalla, and vegetarian lasagna..with various popsicles and frozen ice cream bars for dessert! yeah, pretty exciting. they're playing music from various decades of movies, which is cool too because laura knows a lot of them that i don't, and vice versa. the group we wind up sitting with (me across from jon), seems to be in flux the whole time we're there, especially as haag starts getting the auctioning organized. laura and i go to grab some ice cream, but two of the freezers all out of the kinds we wanted..but at the third freezer i settle for some kind of sour rocketship-type thing with gumball, and she goes for a banana fudge pop.
haag finally gets things started with a slew of jclers, before finally getting to some nscl officers and njcl officers, most of the males shannon actually inadvertently ends up buying, and immediate sets free so they can go to their meeting. right as i end a call with mo asking me where i am, goldie and i get auctioned off to kailyn, who—somewhat to my dismay—also sets us free. we've more or less run out of time to go to world series however, as there's no one to take us, so we decide to just hang around for a while longer before heading off to the dance.
so the three of us (me, laura, spence) get to the farewell dance right when it starts, picking up some bead necklaces at the entrance..but there's absolutely no one there except the chaperones, who are all sitting at a table together..watching the three of us dance—which is totally okay, because we can each hold our own; it's just a bit odd having basically a gym-sized dance floor with only three people on it trying to get the party started..which doesn't happen for a solid half hour, as a handful of jclers show up and see just us dancing. of course, once things finally got started with a bigger group of jclers joining us, we totally got down, because what else do you think sclers do? ;) we take frequent water breaks while waiting for laura's request (john legend's green light, which they never actually play), and one time take a breather outside with shawn, who accidentally gets us locked out so we have to go back around, this time realizing i'd grabbed teal (hs color) instead of green (favorite color), and adding blue and orange (uva colors, or laura's uf colors).
the night ends well, though rather than with a slow song, the djs choose cupid shuffle for some reason beyond me. we're all starving by this point, so we ask around about getting some pizza, but shannon offers to take erin, spence, laura, and i to in-n-out burger again, where we get stickers and hats from this nice guy who's taking our orders and putting them together. he apologizes for yelling out our order numbers when we're the only ones in the store; on the way back, we figured he normally deals with lots of drunk people friday nights, and understandably has to be a bit more ahem, forceful..with them.
the last night "festivities" begin a little late as we return and everyone files into the makeshift "lounge" we've had for the week, with caitlin reading the whizbangs to start..some are rather unfunny however, with no apparent reason as to how certain ones got in the box, and no one willing to own up to the responsibility. i'll later find that the box was kept on-stage, which led to some of the jcl officers adding theirs to the mix, which is probably a good reason why many weren't great, or were outright terrible and not whizbangs at all. after this is the traditional reading by the new secretary of course, which laura quickly falls asleep to with my massaging. tyler's not a new person after all, not to mention his nonchalant manner of voice made the passages seem almost normal. as this finished up however, everyone starts to leave to pack and/or try to get some sleep. i say a few goodbyes to people, asking laura up to the room to spend a last bit of time together while i pack and andrew joins in a bit, volunteering every so graciously to take erin and i back over to the lot by registration when we rendezvous in about an hour.
i don't think anyone's particularly masterful when it comes to saying goodbye, but we do try our best with them..the four of us get into andrew's car and head over to the lot, where several shuttles are waiting. erin eventually finds one of va's state chairs to turn in our keys, while we wait for everyone to arrive. laura's cold, so i'm holding her in my arms the whole time, somewhat amusingly as we're both wearing jeans and pink shirts. the time finally comes for us to say our last goodbyes and part ways, so we do our best before i get into a shuttle with erin and three random vjclers, off on our way to the airport. i try her neck pillow and conk out, and the two us encounter a bit of difficulty getting checked in, but eventually make it before everyone else does as a huge line forms behind us. getting through security was a lot faster this time, but also made me realize how many effects i carry. i whip out my lappy for a bit in atl, finding a fbmsg from laura that i can't help but reread several times before it's time once again to board.
i chat with amanda a bit this time while we're taxiing before takeoff, but put on some music and pretty much fall asleep once we get airborne, as on the first flight. at the baggage claim in ric, erin waits for all the kids to be claimed by their parents before we leave. we grab some wendy's by the new house, finally arriving back around six or seven..and i post the photos and video i have to fb and leave laura a vm, before heading back up to fredericksburg.
farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing
and like enough, thou know'st thy estimate
sonnet 87
i was beginning to feel as if i had some loose ends. such as, the upcoming school year. i was excited, yet the tiniest bit of my heart had some issues with it. and when i bade gaige farewell, i knew i was ready to move on.
i called that infuriating boy as i sped away from work, listening to the techno sounds of vhs or beta (burn it all down). he answered in that calm way he always does, as if he expected me to call. but you know deep down that he's blowing up like a volcano, and i mean that in an excited way not an angry way. its hard to believe that that kid i almost killed at the beginning of the summer is now the guy i chose to call tonight. we talked about him leaving and football and work... normal conversation stuff. i just had to tell him goodbye, goodbye for a very long time. i told him to call me when he gets back in town on the 13th (of september). he'll be playing football against ICC and duh, i'll be there. we'll probably do lunch or just nothing. which is fine with me.
i don't feel like i said a long farewell to a lover, but to a guy i would definitely like to get to know more. and the fact that he's not all about him like the last guy who "pursued" me was, well he deserves SOMETHING in return. i didn't know what else to say to him, without leading him on anymore than i already have. i do have a right to say goodbye to a friend who's leaving to go to a collee over three hours away, and that's exactly what i did!
after we simultaneously said bye, i snapped my phone shut and threw it in the drivers seat. i turned up the stereo which was then playing wake the sun by the matches. and oh, oh how fitting.
a new day has dawned. i've said my goodbye's to summer, to love, to people, to the way things used to be. i'm ready to start that new chapter.
i feel like taking an extra long run tomorrow to celebrate.
R.I.P. Bo Diddley
I tried to post this yesterday, but Mindsay was having technical difficulties.
Farewell Bo Diddley. There will never be another like you. Thanks for that Bo Diddley Beat.
Bo Diddley
"Who Do You Love?"
farewell
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
FarEwell happy fields where joy forever dwells.
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
As many farewells as be stars in heaven, in heaven (stars in heaven)
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell starry fields where night is forever day.
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, to
Fields of flowers and skies bright with stars that must fade from our eyes,
Such stars fade away. (fade away)
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell.
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
FarEwell happy fields where joy forever dwells.
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
As many farewells as be stars in heaven, in heaven (stars in heaven)
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell starry fields where night is forever day.
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, to
Fields of flowers and skies bright with stars that must fade from our eyes,
Such stars fade away. (fade away)
Farewell, Farewell,
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell, Farewell, (Farewell)
Farewell.
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