recap
this weekend was one of the most fucked up weekends of the year. it is fitting that it was the last weekend of the school year. it was seriously frickin' insane. and also boring and evil. without any further ado, my weekend:
well thursday night sucked. and so did friday. because i worked all day each day. while everyone sunbathed on the Catherdral lawn and in front of Soldiers and Sailors. and then i saw everyone with their tans and burns and i turned green with envy. flaming wankers.
but saturday...ohhhhh saturday. worked during the day. then napped for like 2 hours. tom calls me to tell me we are going out around 10 or so, and he has bottles of wine to drink before we leave, so i took a quick shower. the tom tells me that if i don't hurry up he will start drinking MY bottle of wine!! so i ran around like a chicken with its head chopped off and tripped over my shoes. what foreshadowing!
i practically ran to lothrop, and then tom and i got started on the mmm so goood wine. we each drank a bottle in 10 minutes. sooo sooo sooooo good. anyway, i digress. so we went towers lobby and then to cmu to go the frats because it was the conclusion of greek week = insane. so first we went to phi kappa and i'm like wooooo i made out with that foreign kid herre. then i had 2 beers, double-fisted haha. then we went next door to dtd. woooo i saw a kid i had made out with at a pitt frat. and it was also the place of another hot and heavy nite. i swear i'm not like that usually. it just so happened that the stars aligned. anyway, so yeah i had 2 beers and then i had to go to the bathroom. tom came with me and we went to the one upstairs because it was cleaner (the one in the basement had 3 beer cans in it). there were people sitting down in the hallway in front of it. i successfully stepped over 3 people in a skirt and heels. i was almost over the last, when in the words of tom, i did a face plant. i guess my last leg didn't make it over the last guy's leg. so picture mu face smashed into the ground and my ass in the air. i thought for sure i had a black eye, but i ended up with two hiuge bruises on my knee and an extremely sore face lol. but, drunk maggie recovered her dignity. so when i came back, i went to get another drink. now this place was crowded, and i had to push my way through to get out. well i guess some girl with a shitty dye job and a gut hanging over her jeans didn't like that i was taller, thinner, and better looking with better hair because she says "watch it fucking bitch". me being drunk and whatnot turn around and say "fuck you, you fucking bitch. i don't have to watch shit". as i turned around, i flipped her the bird, and left. well i guess i really pissed off the skank, because about 10 minutes later, i distinctly recall this mist of beer that came to cover me. i knew before i turned around that it was the ho and her friend. biznatches. so i started to go after them, but tom pulled me back. i was quite fired up at this point, because as i pointed out, my shirt alone probably cost more than both of their outfits combined. but yeah. so my plan was to "spill" my beer all over them and if it came to blows, to kick their asses. i did't see them again until about 20 minutes later when they decided to dance in front of us?? and jiggle their fat bodies?? and yell shit?? because yeah, that will get me pissed off?? so i'm just like whatever, so i said something to the effect of "you aren't even worth a beer. and by the way, my shoes probably cost more than your books". i guess they didn't like it because the one with the bad hair tried to hit me, and somehow i got out of the way. then their friends dragged them away, and apologized profusely, and were warned that if the biznatches came back again, they would be "shittin' teeth" (not my words). eventually we left and went back. and then i passed out or something to that effect. final tally: 1 bottle of wine, 8 beers, 1 hilarious picture, and many great memories to sustain me over the summer.
tom was right....i was a belligerent drunk hahahahha.
in addition, i have food poisoning. perfect timing really. right before the start of my calc final, through my psych final, and stilling killing me as we speak. student health is on the agenda for tomorrow. i think i will go puke some more now. ehehhehehehe.
well thursday night sucked. and so did friday. because i worked all day each day. while everyone sunbathed on the Catherdral lawn and in front of Soldiers and Sailors. and then i saw everyone with their tans and burns and i turned green with envy. flaming wankers.
but saturday...ohhhhh saturday. worked during the day. then napped for like 2 hours. tom calls me to tell me we are going out around 10 or so, and he has bottles of wine to drink before we leave, so i took a quick shower. the tom tells me that if i don't hurry up he will start drinking MY bottle of wine!! so i ran around like a chicken with its head chopped off and tripped over my shoes. what foreshadowing!
i practically ran to lothrop, and then tom and i got started on the mmm so goood wine. we each drank a bottle in 10 minutes. sooo sooo sooooo good. anyway, i digress. so we went towers lobby and then to cmu to go the frats because it was the conclusion of greek week = insane. so first we went to phi kappa and i'm like wooooo i made out with that foreign kid herre. then i had 2 beers, double-fisted haha. then we went next door to dtd. woooo i saw a kid i had made out with at a pitt frat. and it was also the place of another hot and heavy nite. i swear i'm not like that usually. it just so happened that the stars aligned. anyway, so yeah i had 2 beers and then i had to go to the bathroom. tom came with me and we went to the one upstairs because it was cleaner (the one in the basement had 3 beer cans in it). there were people sitting down in the hallway in front of it. i successfully stepped over 3 people in a skirt and heels. i was almost over the last, when in the words of tom, i did a face plant. i guess my last leg didn't make it over the last guy's leg. so picture mu face smashed into the ground and my ass in the air. i thought for sure i had a black eye, but i ended up with two hiuge bruises on my knee and an extremely sore face lol. but, drunk maggie recovered her dignity. so when i came back, i went to get another drink. now this place was crowded, and i had to push my way through to get out. well i guess some girl with a shitty dye job and a gut hanging over her jeans didn't like that i was taller, thinner, and better looking with better hair because she says "watch it fucking bitch". me being drunk and whatnot turn around and say "fuck you, you fucking bitch. i don't have to watch shit". as i turned around, i flipped her the bird, and left. well i guess i really pissed off the skank, because about 10 minutes later, i distinctly recall this mist of beer that came to cover me. i knew before i turned around that it was the ho and her friend. biznatches. so i started to go after them, but tom pulled me back. i was quite fired up at this point, because as i pointed out, my shirt alone probably cost more than both of their outfits combined. but yeah. so my plan was to "spill" my beer all over them and if it came to blows, to kick their asses. i did't see them again until about 20 minutes later when they decided to dance in front of us?? and jiggle their fat bodies?? and yell shit?? because yeah, that will get me pissed off?? so i'm just like whatever, so i said something to the effect of "you aren't even worth a beer. and by the way, my shoes probably cost more than your books". i guess they didn't like it because the one with the bad hair tried to hit me, and somehow i got out of the way. then their friends dragged them away, and apologized profusely, and were warned that if the biznatches came back again, they would be "shittin' teeth" (not my words). eventually we left and went back. and then i passed out or something to that effect. final tally: 1 bottle of wine, 8 beers, 1 hilarious picture, and many great memories to sustain me over the summer.
tom was right....i was a belligerent drunk hahahahha.
in addition, i have food poisoning. perfect timing really. right before the start of my calc final, through my psych final, and stilling killing me as we speak. student health is on the agenda for tomorrow. i think i will go puke some more now. ehehhehehehe.