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I fell asleep in class again today. Not to mention I was late to my first class, and also managed to forget to do the very first homework assigned in the quarter. In three of my classes, we've started to talk about the second book of the syllabus, and I haven't done an ounce of reading. Hmm, I've really got to start kicking these bad habits of mine. Someday.
Sunday night was AWESOME. My family and I saw Stars on Ice, and we had seats in the 5th row. I've NEVER sat that close to anything before (spoken from years of trying to make out which black speck on the ice was BB, and just which brown-haired dot was Martin Guerre anyway), so it was quite the luxury. Very, very nicely-done show. Everyone was awesome, but my highlights were Todd Eldredge's brilliantly choreographed Spanish guitar program, and any group numbers that involved all the guys in bright colored suits (even though there was the sad notable absence of Ilia, it was nevertheless an exceptionally good-looking male cast!). John Zimmerman has the prettiest head of hair in the world!!! He's also quite smoking in everyday white dress shirts and jeans. Ahem, but I was speaking of the skating. Great show, very well choreographed, and isn't Scott Hamilton the cutest? We met Alexei Yagudin during intermission, and he shook our hands. He has a scooter! Isn't that cute?! Then afterwards, we met Todd Eldredge, who is a really friendly guy. He chatted with everyone while he signed autographs and took pictures. I was reduced to a blithering mess of fangirl goo, unable to speak, and only able to let out intermittent squeaks of excitement, while occasionally letting out a high-pitched giggle. Then we met Yuka Sato, said hi to Scott Hamilton and Paul Wylie, took a picture with Alexei, ambushed Todd Sand for his autograph, and then met Elena Bereznhya. I've noticed all the Russians are really stolid. They greet you stone-facedly, mechanically thank you for the compliments, then march off. Oh well, I was too busy grinning to notice much. Lots of fun all around!
Now I'm hungry, so I'm going to eat. Announcement, over.
Sunday night was AWESOME. My family and I saw Stars on Ice, and we had seats in the 5th row. I've NEVER sat that close to anything before (spoken from years of trying to make out which black speck on the ice was BB, and just which brown-haired dot was Martin Guerre anyway), so it was quite the luxury. Very, very nicely-done show. Everyone was awesome, but my highlights were Todd Eldredge's brilliantly choreographed Spanish guitar program, and any group numbers that involved all the guys in bright colored suits (even though there was the sad notable absence of Ilia, it was nevertheless an exceptionally good-looking male cast!). John Zimmerman has the prettiest head of hair in the world!!! He's also quite smoking in everyday white dress shirts and jeans. Ahem, but I was speaking of the skating. Great show, very well choreographed, and isn't Scott Hamilton the cutest? We met Alexei Yagudin during intermission, and he shook our hands. He has a scooter! Isn't that cute?! Then afterwards, we met Todd Eldredge, who is a really friendly guy. He chatted with everyone while he signed autographs and took pictures. I was reduced to a blithering mess of fangirl goo, unable to speak, and only able to let out intermittent squeaks of excitement, while occasionally letting out a high-pitched giggle. Then we met Yuka Sato, said hi to Scott Hamilton and Paul Wylie, took a picture with Alexei, ambushed Todd Sand for his autograph, and then met Elena Bereznhya. I've noticed all the Russians are really stolid. They greet you stone-facedly, mechanically thank you for the compliments, then march off. Oh well, I was too busy grinning to notice much. Lots of fun all around!
Now I'm hungry, so I'm going to eat. Announcement, over.
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Date: 2004-01-20 10:34 pm (UTC)From:I am happy you had so much fun at Stars on Ice, the only time I ever get to sit that close to a show is when I am late for a movie...