i <3 the jersey shore.
the beach was ridiculous...and by ridiculous i mean absolutely fantastic.
julia and i went to sea isle city, nj to chill with val and mel and their 11 other roomies for the week. and let me tell you...i will never be the same again.
i can't write an entire entry because there is too much to say...so i will just make a list of things to remember.
/"hi, you must be hot rob."
/evan, a.k.a eevaughn, a.k.a zinc.
/3:00 in the afternoon: beer pong, followed by flip cup, followed by power hour, followed by the drunkest girls alive.
group shower: val chugging beer from a pitcher, me wearing sunglasses and taking shots, and julia ACTUALLY showering. (morning after: pitcher of beer in the middle of the bathroom floor and every single shower product on the floor with the lone shot glass occupying the shelves.)
/dougie and frank the tank, a.k.a RANDOM.
/"we can go back to our place and sit in the hot tub...okay i won't lie...it's a baby pool."
/"okay amanda this is what you are doing to do...you're going to get a big pot and fill it with hot water and start filling the baby pool."
/"yeah...i'm lost in sea isle city, nj...did you bang bangin' bobby yet?" (my phone call to julia at 4 am.)
/JULIA GULIA.
/GEORGE a.k.a clinically insane.
/RJ: "yeah an ambulance just pulled into our driveway and i was like...no one called an ambulance here." everyone else: "uhhh yeah RJ...george just rolled down the steps." RJ: "oh."
/hanging out in atlantic city with the guy we met in new york city who flew in from san fran...and having him buy us a 174$ dinner...RANDOM.
/julia ramming her car into a wall in the parking garage of the tropicana...and laughing hysterically about it.
/lost somewhere in A.C. julia: "okay let's just sit down at this bar and figure out what we should do." me: "can i get a whiskey sour." julia: "ummm...what are you doing?" me: "sorry, i need a drink."
/WAWA: a.k.a the only place val can get a giant tuna hoagie with ranch dressing, bbq sauce, and honey mustard.
/val buried in the sand and eating her giant tuna hoagie with ranch dressing, bbq sauce, and honey mustard.
/JULIA = GIANT SAND PENIS.
/FRAZIER = JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE.
/me, julia, and mel bonging beers for an hour straight = the drunkest girls alive...again.
/aaron: "yeah i felt bad for the girl because she was just sitting there so i tried to talk to her, and then i thought, wait...am i hitting on this girl? so i just stopped."
/aaron and ryan: "amanda you can have this one cushion to sleep on."
/most effective pickup line ever: "hi, i'm julia, and you have a 71% chance of me having sex with you."
/ryan ripping his shirt off while dancing in the bar and then wondering the next morning why every one of his buttons were missing.
/choate, while attacking julia: "val said i could make out with you...so let's go!"
/the meatball bomb.
sea isle is hott...and by hott i mean dead sexy.
julia and i went to sea isle city, nj to chill with val and mel and their 11 other roomies for the week. and let me tell you...i will never be the same again.
i can't write an entire entry because there is too much to say...so i will just make a list of things to remember.
/"hi, you must be hot rob."
/evan, a.k.a eevaughn, a.k.a zinc.
/3:00 in the afternoon: beer pong, followed by flip cup, followed by power hour, followed by the drunkest girls alive.
group shower: val chugging beer from a pitcher, me wearing sunglasses and taking shots, and julia ACTUALLY showering. (morning after: pitcher of beer in the middle of the bathroom floor and every single shower product on the floor with the lone shot glass occupying the shelves.)
/dougie and frank the tank, a.k.a RANDOM.
/"we can go back to our place and sit in the hot tub...okay i won't lie...it's a baby pool."
/"okay amanda this is what you are doing to do...you're going to get a big pot and fill it with hot water and start filling the baby pool."
/"yeah...i'm lost in sea isle city, nj...did you bang bangin' bobby yet?" (my phone call to julia at 4 am.)
/JULIA GULIA.
/GEORGE a.k.a clinically insane.
/RJ: "yeah an ambulance just pulled into our driveway and i was like...no one called an ambulance here." everyone else: "uhhh yeah RJ...george just rolled down the steps." RJ: "oh."
/hanging out in atlantic city with the guy we met in new york city who flew in from san fran...and having him buy us a 174$ dinner...RANDOM.
/julia ramming her car into a wall in the parking garage of the tropicana...and laughing hysterically about it.
/lost somewhere in A.C. julia: "okay let's just sit down at this bar and figure out what we should do." me: "can i get a whiskey sour." julia: "ummm...what are you doing?" me: "sorry, i need a drink."
/WAWA: a.k.a the only place val can get a giant tuna hoagie with ranch dressing, bbq sauce, and honey mustard.
/val buried in the sand and eating her giant tuna hoagie with ranch dressing, bbq sauce, and honey mustard.
/JULIA = GIANT SAND PENIS.
/FRAZIER = JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE.
/me, julia, and mel bonging beers for an hour straight = the drunkest girls alive...again.
/aaron: "yeah i felt bad for the girl because she was just sitting there so i tried to talk to her, and then i thought, wait...am i hitting on this girl? so i just stopped."
/aaron and ryan: "amanda you can have this one cushion to sleep on."
/most effective pickup line ever: "hi, i'm julia, and you have a 71% chance of me having sex with you."
/ryan ripping his shirt off while dancing in the bar and then wondering the next morning why every one of his buttons were missing.
/choate, while attacking julia: "val said i could make out with you...so let's go!"
/the meatball bomb.
sea isle is hott...and by hott i mean dead sexy.