Loathing, Unadulterated Loathing

Friday, the 20th, we woke up at a decent hour to go to the Wicked box office and get tickets. Dan, Ricky, Mal, Noelle, Greta, and I got fourth row balcony for Wicked. Then, Greta, Rick, and I did a little grocery shopping. Rick and I watched The Office for a bit and then I took a nap, but not for long. Greta had gone to the British Museum with Kurt and Trevor. Kurt and Trevor would jokingly hide from Greta throughout the outing, but accidentally lost track of her and poor Greta came back to school by herself very angry that the boys had ditched her. When Trevor knocked on our door an hour later, Greta yelled at him. It was awesome. Of course, we all started laughing hysterically in the middle of Greta's scolding. Anyway, we went to Wicked that night and it was amazing. I've seen it before with Idina as Elphaba, but I actually preferred this Elphaba better and the show is so much sweeter with British accents.