Honestly, this may have been the most interesting weekend so far in my St. Louis experience. Everything started on Friday night. SBUP took a bunch of students to Six Flags for Fright Fest. This was my first time going, and I was not let down. My friends Kirsten, Molly, and I hung out the entire night. We started out on the Mr. Freeze. That roller coaster may be my favorite ride in the park, and we hit it just at the perfect time. Right now, the ride is backwards. They strap you in and send you flying out of the tunnel backwards. It gets dark, and then the world opens up. When we came flying out, it was at sunset. The sky was a mix of blues, oranges, pinks, and reds. It was a spectacular sight. The rush of the cold air on our skin as we were going 70 miles per hour was exhilarating. That was the best start to an amazing night.
After we got off the ride, we rushed towards the Boss. Sadly, that was a ride that was closed for the night, so we headed toward the back of the park to hop on the Screamin’ Eagle. The line was super short, and by the time we got there, the sun was fully set. It was time for my first roller coaster ride at night. To my excitement, it did not let us down. We sat in the very back of the train, which was a great decision. The car occasionally lifts off of the tracks and that caused Kirsten to scream bloody murder. Me and Molly couldn’t stop laughing the entire time. Once we got off, we headed over to our last roller coaster before we started on the haunted house. We decided on the River King Mine Train. It is a super chill roller coaster, but I decided to go all out. I screamed my lungs out the entire ride. We got off and made our way to the first, and in my opinion the best, of the haunted houses. This one was over by the Batman and was set up to look like an alley. We made our way through with both of the girls clinging on to my shirt for dear life. I personally laughed my way through, but the girls weren’t as chipper. Molly kept screaming some vulgar words as people continued to jump out at her, and then she would freak out and apologize until the next person would make her scream more. It was a great time. We headed over to the Batman once we finished because we were right there. This is when the night turned interesting. That day I didn’t eat much, and that was a poor choice on my part. As soon as we hit the first loop on the coaster, I passed out and didn’t come to until the ride was over. My friends freaked out but they found it hilarious. After a few more shenanigans, we made our way to the Excalibur. I knew after passing out on the Batman that this was not a good idea. We got on, and as the spinning started I passed out again. Half-way through the ride, as we reached the top of ride, I regained consciousness and freaked out because we were suddenly at the top. Then I passed out again and freaked out because the next thing that I knew we were back on the ground. However, we still had one last ride to hit that would prove to be the best ride of the night.
While in line for the American Thunder, we talked about how we were going to make funny faces for the camera when they took our pictures on the ride. As we reached the end, my girls were talking about the faces they made, and I asked them how they knew where the camera was. They busted out laughing because there was a flash when the camera took the picture. Obviously, I must have been passed out when the picture was taken. We quickly made our way to the stand, and there we were. Kirsten and Molly making hilarious faces, and Kyle passed out in the back of the car. We couldn’t pass the opportunity up, so we bought the picture.
Saturday morning turned out to be very interesting also. After doing laundry for the first time in three weeks, a process that involved me using six of the seven washers all at the same time, me and my friend Libby took a stroll to Target and Michaels. I bought yarn to start a headband that I want to make, and we bought a few goodies at Target. On the way back, I accidentally bumped into somebody at the train station. We brushed it off because it was just a slight bump and only an accident. He sat down at one end of the train station and me and Libby sat down at the other.
We started a conversation and he walked over and asked her to scoot over so that he could sit down. He completely derailed our conversation and kept talking about how he worked at a grocery store nearby. He then asked if me and her were together, to which I busted out laughing. We aren’t together, and I have learned that some people don’t take it well when I just straight up tell them that I am gay, so we just left it at we weren’t dating. He then asked if we went to college together and asked if we were living together. We don’t dorm together, but he seemed to cling on to his thought of us being together. So he made a comment about how guys should be allowed to room with girls because we are eighteen. It got quiet, so I started telling Libby about how I was at the mall the other day with Pearl, Leah, and Mackenzie when he interrupted again commenting about how I hang out with a lot of girls. I told him that I do, but I also do hang out with guys. At this point we are really begging the train to get here so that we can get away from him without seeming like jerks. He was getting very forward, and it was making us feel very uncomfortable. Luckily the train came soon after his last comment. As people were coming off of the train I grabbed Libby, pushed our way into the crowd, and sat us down on a completely different car than he was in.
Later that night, one of the fraternities held an event where they took us to the Lemp Brewery for their haunted house. This was the first legit haunted house that I have been to in years. We had a great time. As soon as we got there, we walked towards the entrance, and there was a line of porta potties. Someone went to walk in and a guy in costume jumped out and scared her. It was hilarious. It was cold outside, but luckily we had premium tickets that let us cut everyone in line. We went through and they had me walk in the far back. I was holding my friend Bri’s hand to help keep her safe. As we walked through, just to be funny, I told one of the girls in costume that she was beautiful. She started screaming at me and pointed to me holding hands with Bri, telling me that I wasn’t allowed to say that because I had a girlfriend. I shouted back that I would never have a girlfriend because I was gay, so the joke was on her. We got out and had to wait for the group behind us to catch up because one of the people that drove with us was in that group. Me, Bri, and Sam had a great conversation and got to talk to the off duty monsters while we waited. It was a grand old time.
Sunday was the end to an interesting weekend. I volunteered for Boo Fest. Basically, STLCOP partnered with JDRF to have a fun afternoon for kids with diabetes. I helped out with GSA and we had bowling for the kids. It was a lot of fun, and the kids were great. My friend Yoon and I decided to let our inner child out and we jumped around in the bouncy castle. Once the event was over, I went upstairs and had an amazing dinner. My mom vacuum-packed stuffing and dressing for me and that was dinner. Served up with some cranberry sauce and dinner rolls, and I was one happy person. After I finished, I did some knitting and ran to the train station to pick my friend Liz up. I seemed to be on top of things a little more than I should have and I accidentally came an hour early. I ran back to the dorm really quick to grab my iPod and I watched the sun set while on the metro. It was a beautiful sight to see, and a truly magnificent end to a great weekend. I came back, picked Liz up, and we went home and relaxed for the rest of the night. I got a little wrapped up in my knitting and the next thing I knew I had finished my headband, but it was to small. Then I looked at the clock and it was midnight and I had to find three more sources for my paper and write two outlines. Three in the morning rolled around when my head finally hit the pillow. And that was the end of an amazing weekend.