In town with the statues
Last night was Earth Hour 2010, and to participate in that I went to town with Emily, Becky and Phil (Emily's boyfriend) at about seven to grab some food and then go watch a concert in the Square...only there was no concert. I still don't know if that was Emily's fault or the Council's fault. We walked to Victoria Square and made fun of Emily for being afraid of ducks, and then went back to the Square; Phil and I had a long discussion about being raped by the statues, who all come to life during Earth Hour if the lights in town turn off. They didn't turn off.
Jamie turned up and we chugged back to her place to hang out at her flat (as it was cold outside). On the way to her flat, we passed by I-100, who were outside a dark room chatting. They saw Jamie's fox-ear hat and called down to us. We made small-talk and then Jamie asked for an invitation to hang out, which was granted. We spent the end of Earth Hour in a small, candle-lit flat with Canterbury University students who were drinking, listening to music and playing guitar. I met a girl from Colorado who was going to be studying for eight years to do physiotherapy.
We went back to Jamie's flat and after a while of them drinking champagne and fluffing about, we left. Emily found a shopping trolley and so Phil pushed me to my car in the trolley. We then went to town and went to various bars, meeting up with Mike fairly soon. In KFC, we met Adam who is Mike's sober and not druggified friend and who is pretty awesome and weird. Mike thinks that he, out of all his friends, would suit me best.
All in all, it was a good night, with some exceptions. Jamie lost her phone in The Rockpool, which greatly upset her. Nobody but me would make any decisions on what to do, so I made decisions and then the others whined about them; in retrospect although they were at fault for doing so, I could've worked much harder to go to places that suited everyone, or as close as I could get. We lost Mike and Phil on the way to The Rockpool for the second time, and then Jamie got extremely upset because a very drunk and persistent guy hit on her while I was finding Mike. I ended up saying that I refused to take anyone to/from town, but I know that I will do so - we will perhaps have to discuss our town times more so that we have plans for future.
A few random things: AJ (Phil's friend who played pool with us in Rockpool) said my hair was hot; some guy walking down the street said my hair was hot; quite a few women said my hair was cool; the Concrete Club bouncer recognised me yet again, and the music in there was really good; I went to Yakamoti or whatever the club in Sol Square is where you dance on the huge window-sill; the others did not drink much at all, so they were not difficult to manage and they said they had fun; I talked to completely random people!; I met Phil, and was very comfortable with him; still liking Mike a lot, I think he's a lot of fun and we're very compatible as friends; I was much, much more comfortable with being more weird than I have been for years, and it was quite freeing; I was not immodest, although I do feel that my night could have better served Jesus than it did, especially in my conduct towards my friends; I saw Liz (my hairdresser) in Rockpool!; I was positive almost the entire night, and that night was 10 hours long.
All in all, it was a good night and I don't feel too nervous about how my friends think of me. I do wonder why I even worry about what they think of me; do I think they are such bad friends they would give me up if I acted badly? Is this a valid concern?