a beautiful mess

all the good adventures seem to happen on the weekend.

sunday was a mentally challenging day for me. roughly 5 minutes after i woke up, i found yohanes standing at my front door with a proposition. "do you want to go to solo?" those of you who know me or have lived with me know that morning is not my best time of day. i think i just stared at him for a really long time and then finally managed to get out a "right now?" to which he replied, "you don't have to go." but i did want to. so once my brain kicked in, i managed to convince him to wait 5 minutes (which turned into 10) so that i could get dressed and brush my teeth and do things to make myself socially presentable. so we jumped on the bus and headed 1.25 hours south to solo. 2 other friends had left ahead of us, and we were planning to meet them there at a restaurant. i was pretty quiet on the ride, given that, as i mentioned before, it was a mentally challenging day, and i knew it. i mostly just listened to my ipod and watched the scenery go by. my favorite thing to do in the bus. actually, one of my favorite things to do anywhere, anytime. so basically, the only 2 times i did actually converse with yo were a disaster. read on:

*i get an sms, so i dig through my bag and pull my phone out*
me: OH MY GOSH!
yo: what?
me: my phone is BROWN!
yo: uhmmm.... yes. what color did you think it was?
me: BLACK! has it always been brown??
yo: yes.
me: i went SIX MONTHS not knowing what color my phone was?!
yo: i guess you're just an igonorant american.
me: ohhhhhhhhhhh (moaning). don't tell me that. worst insult ever.
yo: you are.
me: WAIT!
yo: what?
me: what color are YOU?! are you brown? or have i been wrong about that for 6 months too??!
yo: *glares*

........ later .........

me: hey, what are those plants over there?
yo: umm... the bush ones?
me: yeah.
yo: cassava.
me: what's that?
yo: remember those chips peco had on monday?
me: yeah, i remember.
yo: yeah, those.
me: wait. do they have another name?
yo: what do you call them?
me: ummm..... sin-something.... sinpong?
yo: oh, yeah. sinkong chips.
me: they're the same thing?
yo: ummm.... yeah?
me: then how are they cassava AND sinkong? i don't get it.
yo: i'm confused.
me: why do they have two names? are they cassava or are they sinkong?
yo: ummm...... cassava is english and sinkong is indonesian.
me: WHAT?!
yo: cassava. english.
me: you're making it up.
yo: you've never heard of cassava?
me: no. and now you're teaching me my own language!?! what IS this??