cupcakes and tennis

so this weekend in hanover with j we discovered 2 very important things necessary to a good party:
cupcakes (preferably with funfetti)
and the willingness to just dance your little heart out, despite a room of engineers staring at you

having some fun-loving germans doesn't hurt either.

j's roommate sven was heading back to germany and so there was a big sendoff including dancing (mostly done by me and j and sven who, "loves the disco!"), lots of food and j's other roommate sulking around grumpily. it really was a FANTASTIC time. some top moments include:
--having j clean my dress not once but twice throughout the evening as i continually ended up looking like one of those grubby kids from annie
--taking 4-5 catnaps in j's room over the course of the evening, one of the many perks of not having to leave the house
--j dancing with sven and continually yelling out "no sven! I am leading!"
--my being awkward with some guy who asked for my "contact information" (his words), and telling him "my phone doesn't work, all my calls go through j"
--sven thinking j had been abducted by the 2 swedes who were also in attendence at the party

really, what more could you ask for in a party? the only thing that would have made it better would have been if there had been the full blog in attendence

on a different, equally ridiculous but far less festive note i had an interview with a test prep company on monday. we were supposed to prepare a 5min non-academic topic to teach to the other people interviewing. i had prepared (or more truthfully had stolen craig's topic) "how to score a tennis match", pretty basic, straightforward and hopefully interesting (i had even thought up some tennis jokes including one about how zero is called "love"). anywho there are 12 of us there, and the instructor asks who wants to go first, wanting to get it over with i volunteer but so did another guy, being nice i let him go ahead. MIS-TAKE
he gets up there and what does he do? "okay, i'm going to teach HOW TO SCORE A TENNIS MATCH"

really? REALLLY????

i spent the next five minutes frantically searching through my purse for other potential topics:
how to put on chapstick? the many uses for a headband?

five minutes later i awkwardly get up and say "i am also going to teach about how to score a tennis match..." long pause followed by 5 more min. of my awkwardly teaching the SAME MATERIAL. there were no laughs at my tennis jokes, and all of my "any questions?" comments were met with blank stares

really.

also from the test prep interview, i realized the great divide in the grad school exams, the LSAT kids vs. the MCAT ones in particular. there were only 3 trying out for the MCAT, the first guy was clearly petrified and taught how to play chess, saying things like "the mighty bishop is a powerful tool" but his hands kept shaking so much he kept knocking the pieces over, the 2nd MCAT guy taught "how to orient yourself in the woods using only a stick". enough said. and the 3rd (a girl) taught how to treat a stab wound.

not planning on getting that job. sigh.

i think that pretty much sums up my week/weekend. i guess i really did get good use out of that "humor is best used at the moment of awkwardness" fortune...

on a more jazz-hands based note....hugh jackman's opening at the oscars? A-MAZING also the oscars were so watchable/intersting this year. weird right? but also great! who's counting down to the tonys???