Yawn.
So we made our way up Bancroft towards Sproul, where everyone was heading towards Durant/Telegraph. It was jampacked with people chanting, people climbing the traffic lights. Oh, and of course, drinking and smoking the reefer. The police had to set up roadblocks down the roads so that no cars would even think about trying to cut through the mob.
After we got bored of this, we headed through Sproul and then up towards the Campanile, where it just so happened a band (called The Dance, apparently) decided to set up and play an impromptu concert. Lots of weed here. Met up with some freshman year floormates too.
Screw having a midterm tomorrow.
I couldn't get my camera set right, but here ya go anyway. Notice the appropriately ironic placement of the "Drug Free Zone" sign: