Punches Thrown And Kisses Planted

"Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step." ~Martin Luther King Jr.
 
So this weekend proved to be interesting. I stayed in on Friday night while the guys went out. The next day I ran some errands and got some things done around the flat. I did laundry, made dinner for the week (chicken curry), picked up a book I needed for class, did a Wal-mart run, and cleaned the kitchen sink. I’m not sure my roommate knows that this sometimes needs to be cleaned. Oh well, she is very neat and clean, so I am not bothered.
 
Manny called me around 6 that night. He informed me that there was something he needed to tell me, but didn’t know how to tell me. This is not the best way to start out a conversation. I told him to just tell me straight out. The night previous, there was a fight in the club and Charles, Vinnie, and himself were all involved. This is not what I expected to hear. He asked me if I was mad. I said I wasn’t mad, I didn’t understand why the got into a fight. It was an Indian party at the club that night and the guys went. As Charles and Manny were walking through the dance floor I think they bumped into someone (something you would expect in a crowded club) and the guy got angry. This is how the fight started.
 
Needless to say, the guys are banged up, but not too terribly. I think it was 9 guys to the three of them. Not even fighting odds. I feel quite bad for them. The thing is, Manny and Vinnie really aren’t the aggressive type. It is Charles; it is always Charles when something like this occurs. I don’t have anything against Charles, but he just can’t seem to let stuff go. One of these days that it going to get him into trouble (more so than it did on Friday night.)
 
Manny has a puffy eye, his eyeball is really bloodshot and pink, he has some scratches on his neck, and one of his fingers is pretty swollen. Vinnie only has a fat lip, and Charles’ hand is beat up. I haven’t seen Charles, but I have seen the other two.
 
We didn’t get to hang out on Saturday night because he had to go with the guys to take their friend to a town about two hours away from here. So that night I did some schoolwork, hung out with Pate a bit in the office, and then watched Gone in 60 Seconds. Pate saw the last hour of it because she crashed at my flat. She works until midnight on Saturday nights and then goes in at 6 in the morning on Sunday. It is easier for her to stay at our places than for her to walk to work at 5 in the morning, and much safer. Two weeks ago she crashed out at Charles’ place, this week she stayed at mine.
 
Sunday was spent studying and there was the general committee meeting. Only about 8 residents showed up and then there were the 8 RA’s. So that was interesting. It didn’t last more than 40 minutes and I was happy when it was over. The Vice President of the committee is psycho and I do not like this kid. He has to play devil’s advocate to everything. He started an argument at the meeting over something small, so small in fact that I can’t remember what it is.
 
After the meeting, Manny and I made it a point to hang out together since we hadn’t really been able to. We decided to watch a movie and he actually suggested one of my favorite films, Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl. We watched the whole film and just relaxed in each other’s arms.
 
Then after that we ended up hanging out in my room and making out till 1:40 in the morning. I have no problem with this and I found it to be quite fun. It was nice and I didn’t want him to leave, however he knew I was going to get up earlier than him in the morning and he thought it would be best if he headed home. It was really nice.
 
Today has been difficult, pain-wise. I went to both of my classes and was so bored during my last one. That class could be really good, however the professor is slightly less than stellar in my opinion. She has basically turned “Introduction to African History” into “My experiences in Africa: Focus On Zimbabwe and Ghana.”  My side has begun hurting when I sneeze and cough. I woke up in the middle of my nap because it hurt. This is not a good sign in my opinion. I am giving it two weeks. I am planning on making my return appointment for next Friday. I need to remember to do that tomorrow. That’s what the doc wanted, so that is what I am going to do. Now, I need to get back to my schoolwork.